Adopted. Yay! I think. (Team Crafted Fanfic)

Who's adopting? Weirdos apparently...

A D A M

Me, Ty, and Jason were lead through iron doors.

Why were we at an Orphanage?

Well, Team Crafted deciding on Adopting a child. Ian brought it up, and we actually considered it, and decided on it.

Unfortunately, Me, Ty, and Jason were voted to pick out the kid.

So here we are at Mocking Bird Orphanage. (Great name...)

The old creepy lady with French fry greasy hair led us into a room where thirteen kids stood.

They were all in a uniform, and I immediately pitied the kids.

"Here is the age range you requested. Now take your time and chose you pick!" The lady said in a false sweetness, her dark eyes glittering with a look I didn't like.

The first four were sassy popular girls we immidiately voted out. Thank god.

The next five were jocks. No thanks. We didn't need a sports fanatic tearing up our house.

The last four, however were interesting.

"Hey. I'm James Smith. How original." He snorted. I couldn't help but smile. he actually had a personality! "I'm thirteen, and I'm a roughhouser."

"Oh yes you are." A sandy haired kid muttered, on the other side of a brunet to him.

"Shut up." James retorted, eyes sparkling with mischeif.

I shared a glance with my two friends. Silently we agreed that we had an option right here.

The brunet boy cleared his throat. "I'm Ray Renolds. Great name. Fantasic! I'm good with technical stuff, and I can beat anyone at a Yo Mama showdown." His coffee brown eyes shone with a slightly sarcastic glint. Already another option.

"My name is Mitchel Sanders. Everyone calls me Mitch though." The sandy haired boy piped up, and I was entranced in his brilliant blue eyes. "Unlike most people here, I actually have a brain. I love video games and whathot, but I love climbing thinks. You wall, trees, buildings, whatever."

Hmmmm... This Mitch-kid was nice too. Then our last option. It was a girl in a hoodie, and I expected a shy bookworm. Nope.

"Hai! I'm an original breed! Japanese and Swedish! I love to have fun, troll, parkour, wrestle, play video games, and eat. I'm twelve." The girl rattled off, playing with auburn strands of hair. Her bright sea green eyes sparkled with a cheerfulness I hadn't seen in the other children.

She was tall for her age. Well, at least taller than any other children here. She looked about 5'5", and the second tallest looked around 5'2".

Her skin was tan, but with an Asian tint you would see in a Japanese person, and you could tell by the slightly slanted eyes. She had an almost crazy grin on her face, and she had mischief written all over her.

Someone tapped by shoulder, and I jumped about a foot with a squeak (a macho one of course). I heard the last four kids stifling laughs, but I just ignored them.

"Adam." Ty said seriously, but I could just hear the smirk in his voice. Trying not to laugh at me obviously. Jason had no such resolves, and was openly snickering at my idiotic move.

"What?" I tried not to let the sharp edge find its way into my sentence but I heard it, sharp as a katana.

"Jeez. Calm down child." Jason had calmed down enough not to laugh, and was waiting impatiently.

"Adam. Me and Jason have decided... maybe we should adopt the girl. She doesn't look as destructive, and, I don't know. I just feel this good vibe coming off of her, and not a vibe you feel when Bodil's gonna troll your face off." Ty answered honestly, all in one breath.

I stared. "God. How do you say that all in one breath."

"It's a gift." Ty smirked.

While me and Ty had a (petty, Jason called it) arguement, Jason had walked up to the girl.

Me and Ty shut up. For now. I knew as soon as we left this hellish building we would argue. Again. More important matters came first, however.

"What's your name?"

"Hina Kagome."

Hina. Japanese name, obviously. Pretty, but simple.

I locked eyes with Jason. It couldn't be anyone else. This is who we were looking for.

"Ma'am." Me, Ty, and Jason said in unison, turning to the creepy old lady.

She looked at us with a malicious curiousness.

"Ma'am, where are the papers? We would like to adopt Hina Kagome." We said confidently.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her jaw drop.