Lavender's Blue《Adopted by TO Cast》

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OUTFIT^^

Finally after hours, Mecca decided on my outfit for this party she kept talking about. It wasn't hours I'm just being dramatic, "Are you sure?" I ask looking into the mirror.

"Yes! You look adorable!" She sequels.

"Really?" I ask turning to look at her.

"For sure! Come on let me do your makeup!" She smiles sitting me down.

"Okay," I laugh and closed my eyes, and when she was done. I opened my eyes and gasps, was that girl really me?

"So what do you think," she asks.

"This is great! I don't even know what to say," I smile the I turn to her. "Thank you!" I jumped into her arms and she hugs me back.

"You girls ready?" Asks mum walking in, she wore a beautiful purple top, jeans and black heels. Her hair curled like silk on her shoulders.

"Yea well Lavender is, I need to change real quick," and with that Mecca runs out of my room. Making us laugh.

"So Lavender, are you excited?" Asks mum sitting on my bed looking at me only a mother would.

"Excited for?" I ask.

"The party of course," she smiles.

"Oh right," I say.

"Are you okay, sweetie?" She asks concerned.

"Fine! Fine, fine I'm just nervous I guess," I say looking outside my window.

"Well everyone will love," she smiles before leaving.

People, everyone? As in more and more people, oh gosh my anxiety was acting up again. I pace back and forth in my room, my breathing becoming heavily. My chest is feeling like someone is pushing down on it making it very hard to breathe, which then makes it hard to see straight or think straight. My eyes became droopy and I lose my balance, I stumble into the wall and slide down the wall. I pull my knees to my chest, oh god.....

"Lavender, love?" Knocks dad.

I couldn't speak and so he walked in and sees me having a panic attack. "Love, what's wrong?" He asks sliding against the wall sitting next to me, he warps his arms around my shoulder. I lean into his touch.

"What if they don't like me," I ask just above a whisper.

"Who love," he asks probably already knowing.

"The people that are coming," I didn't have the slightest clue who was coming. Maybe mum and dad's parents or maybe Mecca's friends.

"Oh them, they'll love you. I've them for a long time, Nina, Pheobe, Claire, Danielle, Candice and Kat will love you for sure. They'll all be like your sisters or besties, especially Claire. Then there's Nate, Daniel G, Daniel S, Charles, Ian, Steven, and Paul will either be like your brothers or uncles," smiles Dad. "I remember when I told Danielle you were around her age, when I was looking at the files. She was like you have to get her, so then we can be best twinies ever! And Daniel G was like I'm gonna be an uncle, with this stupid grin on his face and his chest puffed out," dad says laughing, I laugh along feeling a lot better about meeting everyone.

"Joseph, Lavender? You two ready everyone will be-" mum is cut off by a knock at the door. "I'll get it."

"Come on love," dad helps me up and we walk out and down stairs and I see two men, both brunettes well one's hair looked more black than brown. Both were tall, muscular, and brown dark eyes. One had stumble, the other didn't. "Jospeh!" The one with stumble and younger than the other man and dad hugs dad like an old friend which I guess they were.

"Well where is she, Jomo? Where iiiiissss me niece that I will spoil more than Claire and love to death," asks the other man which made me laugh. But I cover my mouth as their heads snap my way. I blush under all their stares, bad habit I guess you could say.

"Nate, Daniel meet Lavender Azures Morgan," smiles Dad cheeky at them. I wave shyly still blushing.

"Hello, I'm uncle Daniel or Danny or Dan whatever you want to call me, as long it's not old," he exclaims then whispers the last part, which I giggled at.

"Yea well I'm the cool uncle Nate," smirks Nate. I laugh as then the two bicker over who's the better uncle.

"Gentlemen I am officially the best and coolest uncle," walks a colored skin man with a smirk like he won the world. "I'm Charles," he holds out his hand like old fashion gentlemen.

"Lavender," I smile.

"I'm gonna call Lav for short," he says. I liked the nickname, not many could give me a nickname as my name was hard to come up with a nickname for.

"Are everyone else coming," asks Mecaa walking on wearing a blue dress, black leather jacket and heels.

"We're here," and more people came in. Oh crap, thats a lot of people, I think to myself. A little too dramatic.

"So what do you like to do?" Asks Danielle, who is becoming my bestie. Dad was right. Danielle just turning 21, she was the closest girl to my age.

"Well I play music, draw, sing and all that jazz," I smile.

"You act?"

"Kinda I don't know, the school I went to didn't believe in te arts. No funds to them then the theater wouldn't let me as I wasn't talented enough so I didn't do it. I focused on my music and song writing," I say kinda sad.

"Well who knows maybe you'll find your way to a show or movie here," she smiles trying to cheer me up and lighten the mood as I had made it depress and sad.

"Maybe...." I say.