Adopted By Hope; An Adopted By Skydoesminecraft/ Adam fanfic

Part 1: The Orphanage

Your POV

I heard a soft knock on the door. "GIRLS! IT'S TIME TO GET UP!" Mrs Ganning yelled, shaking the walls. Me and my roommate, Hannah, shot out of bed quickly. "THERE IS AN ADOPTER COMING AT NOON!" She screamed, then went to the boy's room to wake them up. I slipped my iPod out from under my pillow. We weren't supposed to have electronics, but I let everyone play on it to keep quiet. We didn't have wi-fi at the orphanage, so I went to the local coffee shop and used their free wi-fi. I always bought a doughnut so it wouldn't look rude as I used their wi-fi. I guess I wouldn't be going today. I sighed and went into the bathroom to get ready. After I took my shower, I slipped on my favorite outfit (pictured above). As I came out of the bathroom, I fingered my necklace (the heart one also above), it was with me when I came here, wrapped with me in the blanket. I guess it was my mother's...  I glanced at the time on my iPod. 11:30. Sh*t! We had to be down at the 'living room' at 11:45! I quickly slipped on my sneakers and raced down the stairs. I saw that nobody was wearing their Minecraft t-shirts and sighed. Then I let my creeper case peek out of my pocket, just in case. When the family came in, I knew it wasn't my day. The family was made up of a dad, with curly     brown hair sticking out of a hat. He looked like a lumberjack. I almost giggled at the thought, but managed just to smile. The mom had pretty blue hair cut short. The mom was holding a baby with bright blue eyes. He was adorable. Mrs. Ganning coughed then said, "YOU WILL HAVE AN INTERVIEW WITH EACH OF THE CHILDREN. THEN YOU MAY PICK THE ONE YOU WANT." The baby started crying as I winced. I stepped forward, because I was fed up with her yelling, "Mrs. Ganning, please keep your voice down! If not with us, at least with this young baby!" The mom smiled at me, but Mrs. Ganning frowned and narrowed her eyes, "NO NACHOS FOR YOU ALL MONTH!" I shrugged. Nachos weren't my favorite food, but I told her that they were so she would take those away, and not the pizza. The couple looked at each other, "Not if we adopt her..." the dad smiles as he says it, and so does the mom. "R-Really? You want... her?" Mrs. Ganning says, clearly as shocked as I am. Usually, parents don't adopt the older kids. I have never been adopted before. I think Mrs. Ganning thinks I'll always be here to watch over the kids, like I always have to do. The parents nod, "Really" the mom says. I smile. They ask for the papers, and I pack my stuff. I don't have much, but I have more than $100 saved, so I grab it, just in case. I grab my small suitcase and rush down the stairs. "That's all?" The dad asks. I nod. "Well okay (y/n)! I'm Adam an-" he's cut off by the mom, "And I'm Alesa and this is Mason!" She makes the baby wave. "Dahlberg" the dad says. "What?" "That's your new last name, Dahlberg." (Did I spell that wrong?)