2 weeks later:
Word had spread around the house pretty quickly and all of a sudden everyone wanted to be our friends. Strange huh? They all went from being spiteful and jealous to lovely and kind because they found out that we were getting adopted by famous people. Miss Olivia just said it was because they want to be adopted to. I know Millie and I haven't been here the longest but still ten years is enough for me and for Millie eleven.
Shortly after we had planned all the small details Millie ran around the house telling everyone. I was reserved at first but then decided what the hell its not like I'm going to be here much longer. Make a memorable exit from this place. All of the kids, old and young were coming up to me asking if the rumours were true. I nodded surely but silently waiting for a gasp or some sort of congratulations. Off most of the kids I got a grunt or a 'lucky' but of some of the kids who I was friends with I managed a congratulations and a hug, some even sad that I was leaving. This was one person but I'm still counting it. I need all the friends I can get.
Hopefully being adopted by one of the biggest bands in the world won't make my name big, or cause any attention to be drawn to me. That would my nightmare! I knew that I would get a little of attention from the media, and so would everyone else involved in the situation but hopefully not to much. I mean I can hire a security guard right?
Word has already got around the media that MCR were adopting two kids but nothing more than that. Gerard text me this morning and said they told their lawyer and he was to keep it to himself but he couldn't contain himself and told the sun and we all know how much they twist the story. I got the paper from Mikes desk in the office whilst he wasn't looking and read it. I was forbidden this morning by both Miss Olivia and Gerard. The title read;
Foster kids get picked up by worlds hottest band;
Seriously. Foster kids? Picked up? Worlds hottest band? Not that I'm going to disagree with the last statement I mean common! Ugh what am I saying? I need to think of them as parents and no longer a hot boy band. They were much more than that. They were going to be my parents. The thought made me crack a smile.My thoughts were interrupted by the Pretty Little Liars theme tune that had come on, on my laptop.
Relax.
***
The band had come over and we were all sitting in the meeting room.
"So have you guys thought about moving schools? We will need to send in a request form to join, we can send you to a private school or a main stream school. It's entirely your choice"
I had thought about this a lot . I didn't know what to do. I mean a life away from Amanda sounded amazing but what about my few couple of friends? I had about three. Does talking once or twice count as friends? Well in going to count it as friends anyway. I had dreamed about getting away from this bully for so long but now it comes down to it I'm not sure if I want to leave where I know. The bullying had been constant for two years. I have had enough but going somewhere that's a three hours drive away with people that I don't know, places that I have never seen and a new house and family. Moving houses would be such a big change in itself but moving school as well. Ugh. My brain. I'm getting adopted I should be happy right? And trust me I am but all the change that comes with it makes me really anxious. I'm not one for social interaction at the best of times so let alone when I'm feeling anxious as hell.
"I'm still happy with the adoption and I'm happy to move schools, new school new boys right?" Millie turned to wink at me. Ew. The thought that boys would even be into me is mad. Was she seriously just doing this for the boys? Unbelievable. But totally Millie. I couldn't help but smile to myself at her enthusiasm.
"How about you Hannah, you have been really quiet" Ray said coming over to me whilst the others were talking. He sat on the arm rest. I nodded but it wasn't enough.
"Common Hannah if this is going to be a proper thing then you need to talk to us. Tell me. What's going on?" He gave me a gentle smile.
"I'm fine. Honestly. I just need time to think. I'm not sure if moving school is the right thing for me. I mean it is. I want to. It's not that I don't. I just...I don't know" I tuned my head away in embarrassment. I could feel my cheeks turning rosy red.
"Hey hey hey. It's okay Han, take your time. There's no rush. We are doing things at your own pace. If you don't feel comfortable with something, anything then say and we will sort things out. We are going to be a family, and family's sort things out together. They pull through things together"
He sounded so sincere and genuine. I wanted to cry. I wanted a hug. I resisted the urge to cry and pulled myself together.
"I want us to be a family, but I think I need time. I need more time to think if I'm ready to leave everyone, everything behind" I admitted. I felt like he was the only one that I can really let all my feeling out to. I trust him.
"Han that's perfectly fine. You know that don't you? Family's stick together. This is our first hurdle as a family"
Family. Something I had never really had. I guess you could call this place, this home a family. The people in it my family members. Although I know not all of them like me and same goes for me but I loved them all no matter what. What Miss Olivia and Mike haves done for me have been amazing. We are all a messed up, big, happy family, and I love them. All of them. But times change and so do people and I need this fresh start. I need to get away from all the madness. I need a normal life. Family.
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FanfictionHannah has been in care since she was 4 years old. As she has grown up she has had a love of bands, when she enters tickets to a MyChemcialRomance concert years later her hopes and dreams of finally getting out of care may be a reality.