I ran home as fast as my legs could carry me. As I neared my house, I could here shouting going on, mostly coming from Jack and Amber trying to calm her down. Should I be scared? I slowly creaked open the front door to see Amber crying on the stairs and Jack blasting some Kanye from his room. I went over to the stepped and sat next to her. It was awkward at first because I didn't know how to calm her down, but she soon spoke up.
"Kate, I need to tell you something very important. But you need to promise me you wont freak out or refuse, okay?" she held out her pinkie and I did the same. "Kate, you've been adopted." she told me with a blank expression coming from both of our pale faces. It took me a while to process what she had told me. I mean, I have been going from home to home over the past 7 years, but now I've been adopted. That's permanent, right?
"Kate?" Amber had her hands on my shoulder shaking me violently, until I snapped out of the trance I had put myself in.
"Kate, why don't you go and pack your things, your leaving in 3 hours." Amber got up and walked into the kitchen, I also did the same, but went into my room and started to pack my belongings. Mostly, band t-shirts and ripped jeans. After I had cleared the floor, I made my way over to the wooden des and pulled out all of the drawers. I came across random photos and my CD's that I cherish with my life. Once I had cleared everything, I let out a sigh. I cannot believe I will be leaving once again, but possibly moving to my permanent home.
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"Kate, here's your plane ticket and passport. You better text me when you arrive in LA and tell me how your flight was and what your new family is like. I swear, if you don't, I will fly out to LA myself and take you home." Amber chuckled.
"I will, tell Jack when you get home that I do really love him and sorry for everything. Hopefully he will explain to you what has happened between us two. I love you so much!" I told her, with a couple of tears rolling down my pale cheeks.
"I love you too, be safe and text me when you can." she dragged me in for a hug and let me go. I started to walk the rotating doors whilst waving goodbye. Amber was in the middle of crying and I chuckled to myself, but I could feel my body starting to reject the idea of being in a plane. Once I had checked in and given the nice lady my luggage, I made my way to the gate where I am going to board. Whilst I was waiting I decided to pull out my phone and my headphones to play some music. As soon as I saw everyone one else get on the plane, I shut down my phone and got out my ticket.
As I neared the plane, I showed the nice lady the ticket and she directed me to my seat. I swear to Satan, if I am surrounded by crying kids, I will end up killing someone. I took out the magazine that was in the front pocket of chair and the title was "Kim Kardashian wants to become a musician!" I chuckled to myself at this thought, the people around me gave me weird looks but i just shrugged them off. As the plane started to take off, I frowned of the last sight of England, the sun was out, but this was my home. I don't really want to leave, I feel like a kid at a funfair who doesn't want to leave, but your parents make you. But I am leaving my home town.
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Many hours later, we landed in LA, everyone started to rush for the doors, however, I didn't want to get trapped inbetween the adults so I waited until they had gotten off before I even thought of leaving my seat. Once I had gotten out, I made my way to the Conveyer Belt to gather my belonging, because I was last out, it was only my bags that were left. Lucky me. Amber had told me that their would be a car waiting for me outside, and she was right. It was a shiney, black limo was a very posh driver. Who could adopted me?
We soon arrived to the house. The big, cream house. It had wallflowers growing on the side of it, a black door and a flower bed on the side. It also has a black Range Rover parked outside and a Black Jeep. Whoever these people are, they are posh. The kind driver helped me out the car and carried my backs to the front of the house. This feels like a movie. Carefully, I twisted the door nob and stepped inside. Immediately I saw a grand piano, in black, contrasting with the white walls and cream couch. It was amazing.
"Hello?" my squeaky voice spoke. This young man in his late 20's came sprinting down the staircase. My apprehensive self started to back away until I realised who this man is. Brendon bloody Urie.
Kate finally finds out who adopts her yey! Tell me what you guys think about this chapter! Xx
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Adopted by Brendon Urie :: B.U
FanficKate has been sent away from her foster home in England and arrives in LA not expecting to be adopted by her saviour. Brendon Urie.