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you're a
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I toss the few belongings that I have into a suitcase that Brendon brought for me. Eve and I already said our goodbyes, all we have to do now is get in the car with Brendon and leave. Soon, we will be far, far away from this orphanage. We get another chance. Also, FREAKING BRENDON URIE ADOPTED US!!!!!!! I smile and giggle almost uncontrollably at the thought, throwing the last of my clothes in the suitcase. Eve has finished packing hers and is leaning against the doorframe.
"Let's go!" I headed to Eve and we ran down the stairs, suitcases in tow. It felt like waking up on Christmas morning, the excitement and anticipation coursing through me, like ocean water swirling in a storm.
We reach the end of the stairs, and Bendon is waiting there without his dark glasses. "Hey girls!" He has the biggest smile on his face, and I love him for it. "Hey, Brendon," we chorus. The smiles on our faces stretch from ear to ear, and I can expect them to be plastered there for a very long time.
"Okay, follow me to the car. I'll explain the plan there." We follow him outside, waving goodbye to Ms. Callahan and we get into his car.
"So, since I adopted you, you can call me Dad now."
"Kay Dad. Sounds good, Dad."
"I live in LA, and since we're in Alexandria, VA, we will fly home."
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"Here's the house!" I gasp. It is huge. From the outside, it looks pretty symmetrical, but that doesn't mean it will be like that on the inside. He motions for us to follow him inside, and we do. The inside of the house is very open and airy. In a house this big, I wonder if he was ever lonely. I know I would be. Maybe he bought the house recently so he could adopt girls? I don't know... Maybe I'll ask him.
Brendon, now Dad, shows us upstairs to our rooms. I am so excited to call this place my own. My house! We get separate rooms. Dad tells us he will take us shopping for clothes and furniture (etc...) tomorrow. Me and Eve smirk, then we start unpacking. I organize my makeup and toiletries on the dresser, and I hang up my clothes and fold them away. From all the activity today, it's late, almost 11:00. I say goodnight to Dad and Eve and then collapse on my bed, barely able to stay awake to slip my shoes off.
Maybe that I finally have a real family, I can feel normal again.
"I know the world's a broken bone, but melt your headaches, call it home."
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A/N: I'm sorry that this chapter is so short. It's kind of a filler chapter. Please let me know if you think Sarah Urie should be in this. I wasn't planning to put her in, but I still can. Its not that I don't like her, just that I don't know a whole lot about her and she might be hard to write as a character. If you get all the references in this chapter then hats off to you, because these are a bit harder than normal lel. I am officially going to end each chapter with
"I know the world's a broken bone, but melt your headaches, call it home."
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It Pays to be a Fangirl (Brendon Urie)
FanfictionWhat would you do if you had the opportunity to go to a school full of fangirls and all your favorite bands? *Clean- may include talk of depression.
