I've Got Two Dads(a Phanfiction)

Chapter One

Chapter One

*Angel's P.O.V*

Let's get something straight, I live in an orphanage, but I am not a terrible bullied girl, well, not terribly bullied. I've been here since I was four, I guess nobody wanted the blue haired goth girl. I was not a girl that was abused by her parents or hated by everyone. I had a normal life. One day my parents, my sister, and I were all going to a waterpark. One the way we got hit head on, I was in the very back seat, so I was the only one that survived. I had to move here, I have some things from my mother, and some other things in a will, but for now, I am fourteen and waiting for some parents to come and love me.

This morning I woke up, and I went through my normal routine, you know shower, brushed hair, kick some dicks in the balls, eat some terrible food, and finally school. YAY!! Kinda, I like school but I hate the kids in the school. I love language arts, but I kinda hate math. I walked into the school and heard the bell right as I walked into the door. So I ran up the steps, my bags bouncing behind me.

"Hey Angel." My locker neighbor said to me.

"Hi." I said awkwardly.

I opened up the locker door, I shoved in my home books and I pulled out my first class books and headed off to science.

"Amber!" I yelled down the hallway as I collided with about nine people.

"Hey A." She said laughing.

I went through the rest of my day and I finally got back to the home for children. Today was actually friday and I had no homework. As soon as I got in the door, I was bombarded.

"Angel, tomorrow two couples are coming and you need to be ready by nine AM, breakfast in you by nine thirty, and they are coming at ten.

"Okay." I said.

I trudged up the steps and walked into my room, I opened up the door and I slammed myself onto my bed. I got up about five minutes later and walked over to my wardrobe. I picked out a black Muse t-shirt and some black jean shorts. I took my converse shoes and sat them by the wall with a pair of black socks. Then finally, I walked back over to the wardrobe and pulled out the little box decorated with cat stickers. I opened it and slid the bracelets off my wrist, and pulled out a few new ones, one that said I heart boobs, one that said Muse, and finally, one I only where when I don't give a shit, my official phandom member band. I set it all up so that I could change quickly tomorrow, which meant that I could sleep in. I got a pair of shorts out and a big shirt. I ran to the bathroom and scrubbed my long blue hair. And yes, that did take a lot of convincing to get blue hair. I finally took my laptop and settled down with some Dan and Phil, around eleven o'clock I fell asleep.

I woke up to the sound of my computer ringing. I looked over to see that it was eight thirty, I got up and double tapped space. I got up making my bed, and straightening my posters. I was kinda excited, I just hoped that maybe they were gonna be okay with girl that listened to hardcore rock, and had a weird obsession with an online store from america called hot topic. I plugged in my straightener, then I threw my clothes on. I put on my bracelets and, finally a thick eye liner. I straightened my hair, and then I put on my shoes. I took a bag of maltesers, and stuffed them in my back pocket. I ran down the stairs it was 9:20, so I ate some breakfast, and I ran upstairs to put on some black lipstick. Now it was about 9:50, so we all started to line up. The two couples arrived. One looking like two boys, and one a middle aged couple. I was called into the interview room last, and I went in there I sat on the spinny chair, and I opened up the maltesers and popped one into my mouth. I kept spinning in the chair until I heard a soft hello, I knew the voice, so I turned around, and had a Dan Howell falling out of my chair moment.