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Living a Dream (A Team Crafted Fanfic)

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THIS IS A TEAM CRAFTED FANFIC, SORT OF LIKE LIMELION'S ADOPTED BY TEAM CRAFTED. EITHER READ OR DON'T, ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK. :)

Chapter 1

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by deleteyyyyyyyyy

Nat's POV
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I just woke up, I woke up to Ms. Mary yelling at all of us girls. She yelled, "ALL OF YOU BRATS BETTER GET UP NOW BEFORE I GET THE MARKERS!" She throws markers at us when we don't listen or if she just doesn't like us. I really hoped she made real food today, not the slop she usually makes. Gabby and I (My best friend) had beds next to each other, sometimes we acted like 6 years olds and made a fort between our beds, and watched YouTube together. We loved watching Team Crafted especially, they were Da Best. We only had our fort for so long, until Ms. Mary took a broom and hit the blanket down, hitting our heads occasionally. Okay, so after my little day dream, we went down the 3 flights of stairs down to the cafeteria. It was Easter morning, so the 'lunch ladies' made bunny shaped pancakes today, instead of slop for once. I had considered it the best day ever, because it's the one day I didn't throw up after eating.

Gabby's POV
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Nat had gone down stairs for breakfast, but I stayed to watch YouTube, even with the risk of Ms. Mary throwing markers at me. Honestly, I didn't care. I rather have markers thrown at me then eating the horrible slop the feed us and getting sick. I watched the new episode of Cops and Robbers with Sky, deadlox, bajan, Bacca (Jerome), and mudkip. It was full of awful puns, as usual. Ms. Mary walked into the room, Crayola Markers in hand. She looked at me, I looked at her. With no hesitation, I hid my phone, and ran out of the room. She began throwing her markers, trying to catch up to me. I ran down the stairs into the cafeteria and sat next to Nat, out of breath. She asked, "Markers I'm guessing? Oh and you missed it, the lunch ladies made pancakes." I didn't really care, last nights "Pizza" was enough.

Ms. Mary's POV
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After the girls had breakfast, a group of men showed up, looking to adopt. I called all of the girls down, and they talked to each other and one said, "We'll take her."