Adopted (ATL / BMTH fanfic)

:Chapter 1:

Alex's POV

I woke up and looked at my clock.  3:00pm it read.  Great.  One hour of sleep.  Yes I have the worse insomnia physically possible.

I jump out of my bed and decided to get dressed.  I wore an All Time Low tank top (slightly see-through), A zebra print undershirt, neon blue skinny jeans, purple converse, a BVB necklace and my hello kitty 50mm stretchers.  I teased my waist length brown hair and put in a few neon extensions, adding a small bow to my hair.

I look outside of my window and look at the stars.  They scatter about freely.  It looks like a place where everyone is accepted, where you cannot be harmed.  I could faintly see my face on the glass, staring back at me.  I wished I was free, someone who could save me.  Now don't get me wrong I'm a crazy fucker but I have mental issues.

I ran back and jumped onto my bed, my laptop on the table next to it.  I pick up my laptop and log on.  I plug in my headphones and play the album Nothing Personal.

This was by far my favourite album.  I love All Time Low and Black Veil Brides, their my two favourite bands ever.  I don't mind a bit of BOTDF and Jefree Star though...

I browse through my tumblr and end up gawking at my screen literally for four hours.  If you were wondering, almost naked Alex Gaskarth.

"KIDS IT'S BREAKFEST!!!!" Grace, or as I call her peace-breaker, calls.  I ran downstairs and jumped to my legally aquired seat.  I discovered that we were having pancakes.  I coated mine in skippy and ate it within ten seconds.  I was hungry.

"Awex?" One of the younger kids, Katie, tapped me on the leg.  She had blonde ringlets and baby blue eyes.  Obviously going to be the popular cheerleader.

"Ya?" I ask, ruffling her curls.

"Pease can oo welp me?" She begged and I sat her on my lap.  I helped her put on syrup, sugar and just a little bit of lemon juice and helped her eat.  Needless to say, the little kids love me.

"Tank ooo." She smiled and she flounced off somewhere. 

"Oh so the faggot is awake." Someone smirks from behind me.  Though the younger kids love me, the older kids, well, don't.  I turn around from making another pancake to see it as Sabrina.

"Oh fuck off I 'ave better things to worry about." I sigh and go back to the nutella.

"You know you shouldn't be eating that, you'll get even more fat than you are." She snarls.

"Well I like nutella so ya..." I trailed off and loaded syrup onto the pancake.

"I can see your bra." She snorts.

"Good.  I spent 2 hours tippexing the bands on there.  It's cute." I retort and eat the pancake all in one.  "Well, if ya don't mind, band practice to go to."

I run upstairs and grab my songbook and my favourite pink studded microphone and began to walk to the door.

"ALEX WHERE ARE YOU GOING!!" Grace yells at me.

"BAND PRACTICE." I reply.  Then she natters shit about being back for food at 3:00.  I walked out into the streets of Baltimore and instantly got stares.  Oh come ON!!!

"ALEX!!!!!!" I hear from behind me.  I turn around to see Jade Pitts, our lead guitarist.  She had aqua mid-length hair and blue eyes.  She was wearing a shirt that said "I Go To Innocent High." on it and a pair of shredded shorts.  She wore her famous Batman converse and her snakebites were one pink and one green.

"JADE!!!!" I smiled and she runs up to me.  We do our weird handshake thing and walk to Adam and Jack's place.

We got there and knocked on their door.  Mrs Reed, their adoptive mother, let's us in.  We sprint up the stairs and into Adam's room.  Anna Alxia, our bassist, was plugging in the amp.  Jack Reed, rhythm guitar, was tuning his guitar.  And Adam Reed, our drummer, was twirling his drumsticks in his hands.  He noticed me and ran up to me, kissing me on the lips.

Oh, and Adam's my boyfriend.

"OMG ALEX IT'S BEEN, LIKE, SOOOOO LONG GIRL, LIKE, EIGHT HOURS.  TELL ME AAAALLLL THE GOSSIP!!" He squealed.  We are all crazy.

"Well, I woke up, got dressed like then I looked at pictures of ATL for four hours.  After that a bitch told me she could like see my bra and I was all like 'Thanks.  It's cute!'" I squeaked and the rest of Heal Our Battle Scars laughed at our stupidity.

"Anyway, band practise?" Anna smiled and picked up her OUTLAW bass guitar.  We agreed and I grabbed my mic and plugged it in.

"Testing one two three yah this is on one two three." I test then the music began to play from behind me.  I automatically noticed it as The Artist(s), one of the few love songs we have written.

"I knew a boy who liked to draw,
he drew pictures nobody saw,
he was most artistic late at night,
in a bathroom out of sight." I began, this was my favourite song out of them all.  We went through the song with ease and by the last line I was in tears.

"Down by the river under the stars,
He rolled up his sleeves and showed me his scars,
He felt embarrassed and looked down at his shoe,
then I rolled up my sleeves and said 'I draw too.'"

We got through about 15 songs and fixed a few things before it was 2:45.

"Bye guys!" I smile as I walked back to the orphanage.  Let's skip that though.

"Miss sleepy is awake." I smile, seeing my friend Zelda sitting on the windowsill eating oreos.  She was wearing a BOTDF Mario shirt, red skinnies and sketchy converse.  I saw she had bleached her hair blonde and had pink and black extensions.

"Alex!" She grinned, jumping from the windowsill, "How was it?"

"Great, we started a new song, ya can hear it when it's done." Suddenly, out of no-where, Grace pops up.

"Alex, we have people coming to adopt and they will never adopt someone who likes All Time Low.  Change." She snapped.  Wow wow wow bitch.

"Nope." I popped the p.

"Alex.  Change.  Your.  Clothes."

"Speaking.  Like.  This.  Does.  Not.  Make.  Ya'lls.  Point.  Clearer.  It.  Makes.  Ya.  Sound.  Like.  You.  Have.  Asthma." I mimick and she turned red.

"Oh my god just stop being such a spoilt little slut!" She screamed then stomped off.  I smirked at her reaction and stole Zelda's oreos.

We talked randomly when I hear a voice from behind me.

"Nice shirt." and I almost black out at who it was.  Because standing in front of me was the one and only All Time Low.