" Freak wake up now, new people on the way!" Lindsay yelled at me.
" I'm up" I said then rolled over.
Once Lindsay left in got up and got dressed in my My Chemical Romance shirt and blacked ripped jeans with my black vans.
Ok so my name is Alex, I don't have a last name because well I'm in a orphanage and I've been in it since I was born, I'm now 17 and still here.
I have blue hair and blue eyes, I'm really pale. I have a lip piercing on my bottom right lip.
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Once I got dressed I put on concealer, eyeliner, mascara, and black lipstick.
i walked into the hallway and everyone was walking to the meeting room, we all stood in order from youngest to oldest, me being the oldest I'm standing on the edge of the stands which is like 3 feet up.
Beside me is Lindsay.
The door opens and a lady with a young boy and girl and a older looking guy around 20 walk in.
" hello I'm Ms.Williamson, What age group are you looking for?" she asked the I'm guessing the mother. She makes it sound like we are objects not humans, "all really" the mother said.
" ok well there all in there" Ms.Williamson said, right when they look at the back row, Lindsey pushes me off, it doesn't help that was 3 ft up and just healed my sprained wrist.
"Bitch" I whispered, everyone was laughing at me, but the oldest son, he just stared.
once i managed to get up with one hand i run to my room and to my bag to grab the wrap for my wrist, that bitch sprained my wrist again.
~ Ashton's P.O.V~
That was a Bitchy move, I saw that girl just shove the other off the platform. what a bitch, the girl looked really hurt and she ran out fast.
" Ashton do you see anyone we should interview?" my mom asked. "what about that girl that run away holding her wrist?" I said or asked. "Maybe we can just look at her records and then you can go interview her, she looks hurt" she said.
" okay " i said and we walked into the main office.
" Hi, can we see the records for the girl that ran out" my mom said
"why her, we have many better people" said the lady in the office. " no we want to see her records" my mom said really sternly.
Once we get the records we start to read it.
Name- Alex
Age- 17 years old
Birthdate- September 12 1998
Came to orphanage- At Birth
Injuries- Sprained wrist, twisted ankle.
Adopted- 5 times
" What do you think?" mom asked " I want to go talk to her" I said well getting up.
I walked up to her room and i see her laying there holding her wrist ' knock knock' " go away Lindsey I don't need to hear it " she said, she sounds so broken.
"Umm its not Lindsey" I said, right away she looked up scared?
"My names Ashton, I herd your name is Alex right?" i asked just so i don't seem creepy.
" Uh umm y-ya, ca-can I-I help you?" she sounded so scared "Ummm we are adopting you" i said looking around. "Oh ill pack then" she said well grabbing a duffle bag .
"Done" she said with a straight face.
"really?" i asked " Ya some of us don't have money" she said well walking out.
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first chapter of a new book i hope this one goes well...
