Adoption Adaptation

Shopping - 3

{KAYLEY'S P.O.V}

Waoh. Wait, Them?

Adopting me?

Okay I need some time to think this through. Why me? Out of every girl here, why did they choose me?

Mrs. Turters hands Mr. Tomlinson the adoption papers. He looks at me and smiles.

I fake a grin.

I want to leave here really bad but I'm not to sure about this.

"All of you need to sign here, Mr. Tomlinson as the main guardian, and the others as the secondary guardians," Mrs. Tuters says as she points to a line on the paper.

Mr. Tomlinson and the other four sign all the places as they were told.  After a few minutes, which felt like they took forever, the paper work was finished.

"Well it's official, Kayley is now yours Mr. Tomlinson," Mrs. Tuters says.

Mr. Tomlinson, or 'Dad', looks at me and grins.

"Great, when can I take her home?" he asks with a warm smile.

Home.

Home?

That's a word I have never used before. I never considered living with my parents was my home. At home your suppose to be happy, and at the Orphanage it's not my home. Never will be.

"As soon as you want to Mr. Tomlinson," says Mrs. Turters.

I see the blonde boy in the back whisper something to the boy with hair that flips up. I wonder if they're talking about me. Well of course they are.

Mr. Tomlinson turns to me.

"Kayley, do you want to come home with us today?" He asks.

Us? As in all five of you? Today? As in now this very moment?

I shrug my shoulders.

"Sure, I guess." I said quietly.

"Okay, go pack up your things and then say bye to your friends." Mr. Tomlinson tells me.

Who is there to say bye to? I didn't have any friends, no one liked me.

I walk slowly go up towards my dorm, and take out the suitcase we were given for when we move out or get adopted. I pack in my baby blanket that I can't sleep without. Yeah, yeah I know fourteen years old and still sleeps with a baby blanket. It's about the closet thing to family I can get.

Once all of my clothes were put in my suitcase, I started to carry it down the stairs. As soon as one of the boys who was with Mr. Tomlinson sees me carrying it, they came and took it from me.

I smiled at the floor.

Mrs. Tucker runs up to me and gives me a big hug. I widen my eyes. She has tears in her eyes, I can tell its fake, because she does this every time someone leaves.

"Oh dear! I'm going to miss you so much Kayley!" She cries.

Mhm sure. Who would miss me? Like really. Let's be real. I just stand there awkwardly, as stiff as a stick and one of the boys with curly hair chuckles at me.

"Well, we should be going now," Mr. Tomlinson says. Thank you for saving me from this horror.

He reaches for my hand. I flinch at first but then I let him hold it anyways.

Instead of a mini van or a truck or whatever type of car I would expect waiting for me there waits a limo. Well I guess I'm living with One Direction now.