Adopted Life Style

Meet me at the orphanage

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Carson's Pov

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My parents left and burned the house down. Who does that to their own flesh and blood? Who does that to their, daughter? Lucky for me the basement didn't burn. Yep, my room was the basement. I was able to get all my clothes and stuff cause the fire started on the top floor of the house and was spreading quickly but didn't reach the basement that much.

I had to work for all of the things I got out of that house. I worked at a clothing shop called 'Wonderful Twist' it sold anything teenagers wore these days and I got employee discounts. The boss was like a good friend he let me get extra discounts because he knows what happens at home.

My life sucks, right? I always thought that maybe it would get better but as you can already tell I, Carson Annalynn Martin, have nothing good going on in my life right now.

The social worker said he would take me to an orphanage since my relatives 'dont have space for me.' Which is a lie. My aunt Danny has lots of space she's married to a kinda rich guy and has her own business with one son named Hunter whose 17 and they have a five bedroom house. She just doesn't like my mom cause my dad married her and not someone else because Danny and my dad are brother and sister.

Right now we are headed to an orphanage that is like 15 miles away from where I used to live so I had to leave my friend, which is my boss, back home and switch schools.

Why didn't they just give me away at birth? They hated me so much so why keep me around ro make me suffer?

*-*-*-*-*-4 hours later-*-*-*-*-*-*

The most wasted 4hrs of my life. All the social worker guy did was told me I was living in an orphanage with 11 other people 5 girls & 6 guys all the ages from 13-18. He's sending me to that orphanage because that's the one he wants me in to be able to 'interact with people my age and not only in school.'

We arrived at the orphange and I got out after George, my social worker. I went to take my two suitcases out of the trunk and we went up to the front door and he knocked. Someone came and opened the door it was a lady who seemed to be in her late thirties.

"Hello, you must be Carson. I'm Olive Kole the mother figure in this orphanage." She says smiling at me. It was a genuine smile not a fake one.

"Yeah I'm Carson. It's nice to meet you Ms.Kole." I said with a slight smile. We went inside and it was cozy looking and I saw a boy about my age and three girls sitting on the couch in the livingroom. They looked up and smiled but one of the girls looked down shyly.

"Hi, I'm Asher. Who are you, beautiful?" The boy said and I wanted to laugh. He's such a flirt it's not funny. Asher had black hair and light brown eyes and was wearing a black t-shirt that said 'Don't kill my vibe' and a blue beanie with blue skinny jeans and black converse.

"Hey I'm Carson." I said smiling. He looked me up and down and smiled. I had on a black crop top, a red belly ring, black skinny jeans, a red beanie, red doc martins and my hair was in a fishtail braid on the side.

"Nice. Pleasure to meet you. I can tell we'll get along just fine." He says throwing an arm over my shoulder.

"Carson, you can get to know everyone else I'll get Kendall to bring your things up to your room for you. Then I'll be in the kitchen talking to George." Olive said smiling then went upstairs yelling for Kendall to come down here.

I walked into the livingroom and sat on the single couch because I didn't want to sit with anyone, that would be hella akward.

"Sooooo... Whats up?" A girl with blonde hair and dark green eyes said to me. She was wearing a pink skirt and a black shirt with black converse and a pink snapback that said 'BREE' in graffitti writing.