Chapter 2

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Storms PoV

I was awoken to the sounds of girls running around the room, squealing and yelling. I sat up remembering that I took a shower and was already dressed for the day. I sat up and saw my room mates running around frantically looking for there cloths and makeup.
"What's all the commotion about now?" I asked all the girls. They looked at me with disgusted faces and laughed.
"Well Mrs. Campbell said that a family is looking to adopt a girl 15-16 years old. But you wouldn't have a chance honey. I don't think they'd be interested in a freak," McAyla laughed.
"Oh shut up McAyla," I said back to her. I got up and grabbed my makeup and walked to the bathroom. I pinned my hair back and did my foundation. I started my eye liner, my goal for today was to look like a raccoon, like it is every other day, but today I wanted to make sure it looked really good. When I finished my makeup I walked back to the bedroom and saw that all the other girls were lined up by the wall. Mrs. Campbell, the head of the adoption center/all out raging bitch, walked in as I went to stand by the other girls. She stood in front of us with a stern look.
"Now girls there is a family here to look for a daughter around yalls age, be nice, and make a good impression." She said. "Oh yeah, and don't fuck this up, especially you Storm," she whispered. All the other girls started to laugh a little.
"Come girls, come," Mrs. Campbell said in her fake, girly voice. We all walked in a line, me at the back of course, to the meeting room. We all stood against the wall, very still, not saying a word. The family walked in, it was a women with pale skin and blond hair up in a messy bun, not too old, looked to be in her early 30ies, and a man with the same pale face but had short brown hair, looked to be about the same age. They looked us over and laid there eyes on me.
"What's your name?" The women asked.
"Storm," I said/whispered.
"Your full name sweetheart," the man then said.
"Storm Alexis Winters," I told them.
"We want her," the women turned to Mrs. Campbell and told her.
"Congratulations Storm, go pack your bags, and come with me Mr. And Mrs. Addams to sign some papers," Mrs. Campbell said. All the girls and i walked to the room. I pulled my black duffel bag out from under my bed and dumped all of my clothes in it. I threw my iPod and earbuds, hair straightener and blow dryer, and my box on top of my cloths and zipped it shut.
"You stupid slut," I heard McAyla scoff at me.
"You're just pissed because I'm the one getting adopted her not you," I said as I picked up my bag. I walked out of the room and into the lobby, they were already waiting for me.
"Come on now Storm, and come meet your new family," Mrs. Addams said to me with a big smile.

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