Adopting The Superhero

Chapter 2

Nyssa's pov

The house we stopped at is huge. Like, gigantic. I can't help but feel intimidated as we walked up the long sidewalk leading to the front door. I am still gawking at my surroundings when the door swings open. A male who looks about twenty stands there, a scowl on his face.

"I didn't think you were actually serious about this!" He snaps, looking at me. I give him a nasty look in return, not taking any bull shit.

"Calum, don't be rude. Nyssa this is Calum, the bassist in the band. Calum, this is Nyssa. Are the other boys home?" Mark asks. The boy, Calum, nods and walks inside, leaving the door hanging open so that we can follow behind him. I reluctantly do.

"Boys," Mark calls, turning off the television. Three heads whip around to see who interrupted their gaming.

"Mark," the one with blue eyes whines, "why'd you do that? I was finally beating Michael."

"Who's the girl?" The boy with curly hair questions.

"This is Nyssa, the girl who you four will be taking care of. She's the orphan that 5 Seconds of Summer adopted," Mark explains. So this is the popular Australian band he manages.

"We adopted a kid?" The last boy asks. I make a face at the word kid.

"She's not a kid," Mark says, cutting my long winded speech off, "She's a teenager. They're much easier to take care of. The head of the orphanage said that Nyssa is hardly ever around anyways. Just pretend that you like her at public events and feed her at home. You'll be fine."

"You guys talk about me as if I'm not standing right here," I snap, not very happy about this already.

"That's alright. I'll leave you five to get settled in," Mark decides, walking out of the house. The front door slams shut. None of us say anything for a couple of minutes.

"So how old are you?" The boy with blonde, messy hair asks.

"Seventeen. What's your name?" I request, curious.

"Michael. That's Calum, Luke, and Ashton," he responds. I nod and we fall back into silence.

"Wanna watch TV?" Luke questions. I shrug, still standing there with my duffle bag at my feet. He takes that as a yes and turns on the television.

"-superhero, Viper, was spotted today at a local bank while the was being robbed."

"Turn it up!" Michael exclaims, leaning forward. Luke obeys.

"Viper stopped the robbery, but some witnesses said that she was injured in the process. While this has yet to be confirmed, we hope that our teen hero has a speedy recovery." The news story ends and something about traffic problems comes on. Luke mutes the television.

"Michael has a bit of a crush on Viper in case you couldn't tell," Ashton says to me, offering a friendly smile.

"Well she's awesome and a superhero!" He exclaims, not even trying to deny it. I nod, feeling a little flattered. It's not every day that you find out that a guitarist in a world famous band has a crush on you.