Tylaaa

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Tyler POV

"Hey I'm Tylaaa" I say to the pretty girl sitting in front of me. She seems to be breathing heavy. She's most likely a fan. "A fan?" I ask her already knowing the answer.
"Y-yeah" she's nervous. But she seems really nice. I like her so far.
"Any interests or hobbies?" I want to know more about her.
"W-well, My name is Zero. I listen to a lot of music, including you guys, I like to die my hair, and I guess I'm pretty good at guitar, drums, and ukulele. I won't ever be adopted but that's ok because I have a plan. That's about it."
I really like her. She's perfect. Exactly what me and josh ...I mean what he would be looking for if he were here.
"Can I adopt you?" She stops looking self consciously at her feet and straight at my eyes. They were blue. Like the ocean mixed with a beautiful nights sky. I should be a poet.
"What?" She's confused. "I'm sorry, I mean yes please. That'd be amazing."
"Well, you go and pack and I'll start signing papers. Okay?"
"Okay."

ZERO'S P.O.V

I run upstairs to my room. I'm FINALLY getting out of this hellhole. I pack my clothes in suitcase that I had under my bed. The next thing I pack is my makeup and my leftover blue hair dye I didn't use. I didn't have a phone. I just used one of my outside friends phones when I snuck out to listen to music and watch YouTube together. We snuck out almost EVERY single night. I finish packing up and head out my door and down the hallway. I see Tyler and run to him. I rap my short body around his waist and hug him to death. I'm serious...I could've have suffocated his legs.
He pays my back and says "are you ready?" I stand tall as I see him sign the last document of adoption. "You are now Zero Joseph-Dun"
"I love it!"

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