"Mod!" Elise, the adoption center director, called up the stairs. "We have visitors!"
I perked up. The last time we had a visitor was when my brother Eli got adopted.
Just thinking of Eli made my stomach flip. I miss all my siblings so much.
I ignored my sadness and got out of bed. I straightened my AC/DC shirt and pulled up my torn skinny jeans. Then I slipped on my sneakers and ran downstairs.
Elise smiled. "There are 5 boys here that wish to meet you, darling."
"Thanks, " I murmured. My people skills are a little rusty. (Only Supernatural fans will get that.)
So I walked into the hall. By the door stood 5 remarkably young boys.
"Hi," I announced myself, raising an eyebrow. "I'm Mod. You guys want to adopt me?"
"Yep," a boy with caramel-colored hair replied.
"Nice shirt," the blond one commented.
"Thanks."
"Hi." A boy with dark curls stepped forward. "I'm Harry, and I'm 20. This is Louis." He pointed to the caramel-haired boy. "He's 22. The blond one is Niall. He's 20. So is Liam." A boy with swept-up light brown hair nodded. "Zayn is 21." The raven-haired boy smiled.
"Hm." I was incredibly skeptical.
"So," Zayn said as he walked over to me. "Tell us about yourself."
"Well," I began. "My parents got killed in a car crash when I was 4, so I ended up here. My 4 brothers and 2 sisters got adopted already. AC/DC is my favorite band. Music is my life. I love eating. I am super energetic. I have a favorite teddy bear that I sleep with every night, but that remains between you and me. I'm 12. My middle name is Rose. My favorite color is blue."
"Oh my." Liam laughed. "That's quite a lot to tell. I'm sorry about your parents, and that your siblings are gone."
"Oh well," I replied. "What's done is done."
Louis smiled sadly.
"Well, then, get your stuff ready. We're going home, and you're coming with us."
