(Y/n) (L/n). 15 years old. A freshmen in high school. An orphan in Scaleswind. She was abused by her biological parents. She ran away when she was 8. She was found, and placed into an orphanage. She didn't think that she was ever going to get adopte...
"(Y/n)! Wake up!" I open my eyes to see the woman who took me in all those years ago. I feel my face all wet. I'm crying.
"I'm sorry, Amanda." I wipe my eyes. I feel arms wrap around me. "You don't need to be sorry. I'm right here." She stokes my hair. "I didn't mean to wake you." She shakes her head.
"You didn't. I've been awake. It's 8:00. It's time to get up anyway." She lets go and looks at me, giving me a smile. I smile back. "Ok. Get out so I can change." She giggles. "Ok, ok." She gets up and walks out the door.
I stretch and get out of bed. I walk over to my closet and pick an outfit.
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I put it on and go to do my morning routine. I straiten my hair, do my makeup and brush my teeth.
I check my phone. No texts. Normal. I shrug and sit on my bed. I don't want to go out of the room so I decide to sit at my desk and draw.
Garroth
"Zane, Vylad, you guys stay here. We don't want the new girl to feel crowded once we get her." My mother tells my two brothers. "Ok, fine." Vylad hangs his head.
Mother and father wanted to adopt a child. Mother wanted the child to be a girl. She has to be younger then Vylad. He is 16. Zane is 17, and I'm 18, so that makes me the oldest. It would be nice to have a baby sister.
"Come on guys. Let's go!" My mother squeals and motions for my father and I. My father and I chuckle and follow her to the car.
We aren't that far from the orphanage which is in Scaleswind. We drive for about 5 minutes until we see the orphanage.
The limo driver parks the car and we all get out. We walk inside and automatically get greeted by a nice looking lady. "Hi! Can I help you?" She asks in a cheery tone. "Yes, we were hoping to adopt a teenage girl." My father tells the lady.
"Wonderful! My name is Amanda. Go ahead and follow me." She starts walking and we follow.
She leads us to a small office and we all sit down. "Ok, is there a certain age group of teenagers that you would like to see?" "Yes, umm around 14-15. If that is possible." My mother says.
Amanda goes on her computer and starts typing something. She hands my mother and father a tablet. "Ok, so I will pull up a list of teenagers from 14 to 15 and it will show up on the tablet. Look through the girls and tell me who you would like to see." Amanda says and continues to type somethings.
Mother and father scroll through the list on the tablet. They stop on one and show me the girl. "What about her Garroth?" My mother asks. I look at the girl. She has (h/l) (h/c) hair and pretty (e/c) eyes. I smile.
"She looks nice." I comment. My mother smiles. She shows the lady. Amanda smiles. "Let me go get (Y/n)." She gets up and exits the room.
"She is a very beautiful young lady." My mother comments and looks at the picture of her.
"(Y/n) (L/n), 15 years old. A freshman cheerleader at Scaleswind High School. She does dance, top in her class, she does gymnastics, also top in her class, and plays (f/sp)." My mother reads aloud. "Very nice." My father comments.
"Ok, (Y/n), don't be shy." I turn around to see Amanda with (Y/n). (Y/n) sits in the seat in front of us and gives us a weak smile. "Hello dear." My mother greets her.
"Hi." (Y/n) replies shyly. "You don't have to be shy, dear. Is it ok if we ask you some questions?" My father asks. She looks at the three of us. "Yes, it's perfectly fine." She replies with a smile.
"Why are you here?"
(Y/n)
"I umm, well, I." I look down. "Is it hard for you to answer?" The man asks. I nod. "That's ok. Oh, where are our manners? I am Garte, this is my wife Zianna, and our son Garroth." The man says. "I'm (Y/n), well you obviously know that." I smile.
"So, I uh guess we're done." I say and get up. "I guess we are." Garte says and follows me out of the office. Amanda was waiting outside for us and she started to talking to the three as I was walking away.
"(Y/n), stop right there." I turn around immediately. "Yes?" They won't adopt me. Nobody wants a teenager. They always want babi-.
"You're getting adopted!" Amanda squeals. My jaw drops. Is this a dream? Someone wake me up right now.
