I woke up to the smell of pancakes that morning, and realized that something was wierd. Katy, my foster mother, never just cooked us pancakes. She saved them for special occasions. I searched my mind. It wasn't anyone's birthday, the school year wasn't even over yet. What was with the pancakes. I walked out of my room, half asleep, not bothering to put on my glasses. "Good morning sweetie! How did you sleep?" Katy asked with a huge smile."Good. Katy, why are you making pancakes? I thought that was only for special occasions," I said, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.
"Well, look on the table. Today is a special day," she said.
When I walked over to the dining room table, I saw a letter with my name on it. When I saw who it was from, my eyes got so big, I thought they were gonna burst. It was from the Ohio Adoption Agency. It was already open, I'm guessing because Katy read it, so I took it out of the envelope. It said this:
"Dear Miss Carlson,
We are happy to inform you that you have been officially adopted. Your new home is located in Los Angeles. A ticket is located in the envelope. We hope you enjoy your new home. From, the Ohio Adoption Agency."I gasped. I got adopted? I got adopted! This is amazing.And in L.A.?! This will be amazing. I just hope my new parents aren't too overprotective. I save up money to go to a Panic! at the Disco concert every other year. That band helped me through tough times. They're the reason I'm alive. One day, I hit an all-time low. I had a knife in my hand. I was about to do it. Then my music turned on Panic! and all I could think was, why am I doing this? I went into the kitchen and put the knife back in the butcher block. I couldn't do it. "OMG, I leave tomorrow. I'm not going to school today. I've gotta pack!" I yell, snapping out of my thoughts.
I ran into my room and pulled the curtains apart. I carefully, with Katy's help, took my life-size Captain America and Brendon Urie Fathead off the wall. Gah, I love Captain America. Anyway, since I didn't have that much, it only took me about eight hours to get it all packed. I had it all put in suitcases, ready to go under the plane, on it's way to L.A. I knew Katy and Riley would miss me. That night I went to bed feeling... good. I knew I was gonna miss my home here in Ohio, but I hoped my life would change for the better. And I had a feeling it would.
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A New Hope
FanfictionThis is a Panic! at the Disco fanfiction about being adopted by Brendon Urie. Enjoy! :) Chloe is not a normal girl. She never knew her parents, she's been to more foster homes in her 15 years than the number of Starbucks shops in southern California...