Adopted by Magcon | (Old Magcon)

Chapter 2

• Cameron •

"Mak is a really nice girl." I say getting out of the car.

"Yeah. She's cute too." Taylor smirks.

"Amen." I laugh.

"We could adopt her if we wanted." Aaron shrugs.

"Adopt who?" G comes out of our house.

"A girl we just met." Aaron answers.

"We met her at the gym. Her name is Makenzie and she's 16." Shawn adds.

"Why would you guys adopt her?" G asks more.

"I don't know." I shrug.

"I kinda feel bad for her." Taylor furrows his eyes.

"Yeah she will be stuck in that orphanage for about 2 more years." Aaron says.

"Do you guys really think we could adopt her?" G asks.

"Yeah why not?" Shawn asks back.

G shrugs. "I'll adopt her."

"She doesn't even know you." Taylor says.

"Then let me get to know her."

"Are we really gonna adopt her?" I ask looking around to everyone.

"If everyone is up to pitch in for it." Taylor says and everyone nods.

"This is probably gonna be one of the craziest things we will ever do."

- morning -

Through out the whole night we all were in a group chat talking to Makenzie.

We were asking a whole bunch of questions. She wears sized M shirts. We found out that her favourite colour was a pastel Purple. She plays softball and basketball. She loves to sing, which she's says she's not good but I doubt it. Also she said that she is pretty good at piano.

We plan on getting some stuff for her room today and tomorrow. She will get the guest room. It already has basically everything in it. It has a King sized bed, a wooden desk, and a fairly big closet.

We are gonna paint the room pastel purple, we are gonna make the bed spreads a purple, we are gonna paint the desk white, then we are gonna buy her some clothes. We also are deciding on buying her a electric piano or a regular piano.

Once the room is done, G is gonna adopt her. They have talked over text and gotten to know each other. Mak has asked if we are gonna adopt her but we never said no or yes.

• Makenzie •

I got no sleep last night. I was in a group chat with 6 boys that asked question after question. They asked me weird questions as if the were my parents or something. Taylor asked me if I wanted to hang out but last night I actually told Nate I would just hang out with him around LA.

Oh yeah I have to get up and get ready. I don't really feel like being in the mood to really get dressed up. I got to my dresser and pull out black Nike shorts and then a softball tournament T-shirt. I slide on black socks and my adidas shoes. I walk to the bathroom and throw my hair up in a bun. I just apply some concealer on my face and mascara.

I was done and I started to walk to Nate's room. I knocked on the door but no one answered. I twisted the knob and opened it. He was still sleeping. I smile when I see his face smashed into the pillow. I walk to his closet and pull out a muscle t and a pair of nice shorts. I lay it next to him on his bed. Yes I almost always pick out his clothes for him, mainly because he can't color coordinate, at all.