A New Home

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Spencer's POV
I was walking home from another day of school. I call the orphanage "Home" because I've been there since I was five, and I'm thirteen now. What's weird is that usually if there are orphans, they get picked on, by a lot of people, but me, I only get picked on by three girls, or as I should say the so-called "Queen Bees of the school". Yup.

Teresa Martin
Harley Goodwin
Erin Alvarez

Those three bitches have been picking on me and my friends since we could remember. It's like they don't even care about anyone else but themselves and that's what pisses me off.

Anyways, when I walked in through the door, I was greeted by the headmistress, Ms. Regina, who is extremely nice and caring. She loves all us girls. I replied back, and walked up to my room, in who I share with Samantha, and started on my homework. I only had English to do which isn't bad because I am almost done with it anyways. So I plug in my earbuds to my phone and put on 'Victorious by Panic! At The Disco' and started.

About a half hour later, I finished and went downstairs to do my chores for the afternoon and evening. They weren't that hard, I mean, all I really had to do was vacuum, do dishes, sweep and mop the kitchen and that's it. Pretty easy. And I usually get it done in a half hour to forty-five minutes.

After I was done with that, I walked back up to my room when Ms. Regina called me. I walked up to her.

"Sweetie, I know you usually stay in your room for adoption days, but do you think you could come down later and help out with the refreshments?" She asked me politely.

"Of course ma'm." I say to her, in which she smiles in return.

She then walks off somewhere and I head upstairs to my room. I then change into something a little nicer. I put on a knee high all black skirt and a red tank top, with some nice slip ons, and went downstairs to help get everything set up.

Mark's POV
I was finishing up getting ready to head to the orphanage to adopt a child. I wanted to adopt a girl. I don't know specifically why I wanted to, but adopting a girl would be interesting.

I then finished and grabbed my car keys and left the house. I got to the orphanage about 15 minutes later, and walked inside. I wanted to look at the girls between the ages of 11-14. Just then, I saw the owner come my way.

"Hi, how are you today?" She asked me.

"I'm good, ma'm. How about you?" I asked her.

"I'm good, thank you. Please call me Miss Regina. What are the ages you are looking around?" She asked me.

"Between 11-14." I tell her.

"Okay, come this way." She says, leading me to a room, "I only have four girls that  are either twelve or thirteen. All the rest are either older or younger."

I nodded my head and she went to go get one, I suppose.

After the first three, I was actually scared for the fourth one. All the other three were wanting to know if I have a wife, and I don't and they got upset. They said that I was pretty cool, and they are sorry but they wanted a mother and father which I understand.

Spencer's POV
"Spencer!" I heard Miss Regina call my name.

I turned around to see her coming up to me.

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