"Just leave, nobody gets what they need, you'll pay the price and we'll sing, we'll sing, buried alive, buried alive" I sang.
"Stop singing!" A person yelled from down the hall.
"Just leave, nobody gets what they need, you'll pay the price and we'll sing, we'll sing, buried alive, buried alive!" I sang louder. They groaned and I laughed. I was a very devious child.
Screech! "Will all children from the ages 14-16 please come down to office one looking presentable? Thank you!" Screech!
I hopped off of my bed and walked to my closet. I grabbed an grey long sleeved OCTW shirt and ripped skinny jeans. I slipped off my current clothes and hopped in the shower. I rinsed off and got out. I dried off and put a blood red sports bra on. I put my black underwear on and put on a black tank top. I put my shirt on with my shoulder and bra strap showing. I put on my jeans and went out of the bathroom. I put on my black galaxy vans and combed my bright blue scene hair. (The goal is for her to look a lot like Alex from My Digital Escape)
I grabbed my iPod and put on 679 by Fetty Wap. I put my necklace on and put my bracelets on. I did my eyeliner and my dark red lipstick.
"Another day where I don't get adopted. Whoho!" I mumbled. I took a quick selfie in the mirror. I went out and closed my door. I walked to the stairs and One of the boys bumped into me, causing me to tumble down the stairs. I picked up my phone when I fell to the bottom. SHIT!! I looked at my now cracked screen.
"Look what you did bitch!" I said, showing Frank my screen. He pushed me down to the floor, cutting my arm on the concrete floors. I pulled myself off of the floor and one of the nine year olds was looking at me from the top of the stairs.
"What?!" I said, taking a step forward and opening my arms. The little kid ran off. I walked to the room and went infront of everyone. Being an introvert had its pros and cons. I always get to go first in these situations because I hate people. I only had a cousin that was here with me and she was 9.
"Come in!" Two people said in unison. They sounded very familiar. I walked in and I sat down. I looked at my hands and I saw the two persons hands holding eachother. I looked up. Holy shit!
"I'm Ervin." He said.
"And I'm Cameron." The other guy said.
"Hi." I said pushing my bangs back behind my ears. "Ari. But my real name is Ariana."
"Hi Ari. So it looks like you already knew who we were. So what are your interests?" Ervin asked.
"Playing the bass, playing the viola and violin, singing horribly, drawing, listening to music." I said.
"Something we have in common! Playing the bass!" Ervin said.
"Me too! Singing horribly!" Cameron said.
"You are a really good band." I said. "And Cameron your voice is beautiful."
"Thanks." Cameron said, blushing. "So are you extroverted?"
"Pshh. No. I don't normally talk to people. I normally just sit there and zone out with my headphones in." I said.
"I do too. We both do." Ervin said, looking at Cameron.
"So is Camvin real?" I asked.
"Yeah." They said again in unison.
"Cool." I said. Oh my fucking God!
"So do you like traveling?" Cameron asked.
"Yeah! Planes and stuff are really cool." I said.
"Do you smoke or drink?" Ervin asked.
"I smoke. Sometimes. I'm not addicted." I said. Cameron looked at me concern-fully.
"Please tell the lady we don't need to see anyone else. And ask her to get the paper work." Ervin said. I looked at him, confused. "We are adopting you." I got up quickly. I rushed out of the room.
"Hey everyone!" I yelled. They all looked at me. I raised both middle fingers in the air. "I'm getting adopted! So fuck you all!" I heard Ervin and Cameron laughing there ass off in the other room. I rant to Mrs Bruinshniker's office.
"Cameron and Ervin don't need to see anyone else and need the paperwork to adopt." I said sweetly, pushing my bangs behind my ear.
"They are adopting? You?!" She asked.
"Yep." I walked to the door way. "And one more thing." I looked back and she looked at me. I flipped her off and ran up the stairs, all of the kids making way for the newly adopted badass. I went to my room and threw all of my clothes in a suitcase. My cousin came in the room. I grabbed my iPod and hooked it up to my MacBook. I downloaded all of my music onto my laptop and then deleted everything on my iPod. I threw it to her.
"There. Now you have an iPod." She looked at me. "I've been adopted. I don't need it. They will probably give me a phone." I threw my shoes and jewelry boxes in the suitcase. I put my laptop on top of my stuff in the suit case and closed it.
"Up." I said, motioning for her to get up. She stood up and helped me fold my blanket. She took my pillow cases off of my pillows. I put them in another suitcase. I put everything from my desk in the suitcase and I closed it. I grabbed my cigarettes and lighter off of the desk and put it in my purse
"Out." I said, pointing to the door. She skipped out of the room and Cameron and Ervin popped up in my door.
"Hi dad. Hi dad." I said. They laughed.
"It's going to be different hearing that every day." Ervin said.
"Do you want me to call you Cam and Erv or is dad ok?" I asked. Cameron walked over and pulled me into a hug.
"Whatever you want, Ari." He said. He kissed my forehead and pulled off of me. "Are you ready to go?"
"Ready as I'll ever be. Dad." I said, smirking and grabbing the bags. What a good day!
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Adopted by Camvin/Adopted By The Cool Kids
FanfictionAriana loves music. Especially music by her two new dads. Ariana doesn't have a bad history. Trigger warnings: smut, bullying, cutting, suicide, cussing, ext. She smokes in this story and FaceTimes a guy named Damian a lot during the story. I change...