Adopted by Fall Out Boy (FAN FIC)

I woke up late. I looked at my clock to see that it was 7:37 am. Everyone had to be at breakfast by 7:30. I jumped out of bed and into the bathroom to get ready. My roomate , Jessica, had left with out waking me up and now I was late for breakfast, again. The workers made sure to keep attendance on who was late or absent for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

I ran down stairs and into the kitchen where half of the kids were gone. I went to go get her breakfast when Diana, one of the workers stopped me. "Cora that's the 3rd time this week. Why can't you be like other kids and be early for once?" I, being 10 ,had a millon things to tell her but knew I didn't want to get in trouble. "I'm sorry, Diana. It won't happen again." Diana left but not before giving me one last look of disappointment. I sighed. I always felt like a disappointment. My Mom , before she died, used to give me looks from time to time that completely said 'You're a disappointment'

I sat at one of the tables in the back. I was alone but I was okay with that. I didn't like most of the people here. It's not like they were jerks or were mean to me but it's just that what they found exciting and entertaining, I found boring or wierd. There were a few people who I would like hanging out with but I knew that they didn't think of me the same way. They had other friends they liked to hang out with and I was not one of them.

Once I was finished eating oatmeal I went back to my room. That day was adoption day. Well, you can adopt any day but then process is long. On adoption days the procces can be as short as 2 weeks or as long as 3 weeks. Usually adoption can be a year long. But most people wanted the little kids and babies. I wasn't a baby or a little kid.

My roomate, Jessica, was 13 so she had it worse. At least I had a bigger shot at getting adopted than she did. But when I got to the room she wasnt there. But her curling iron was still on. Her nail polish was open and her little mp3 player was still on. I turned off everything and sat down on my bed. What if someone wanted to adopt me today? I could finally have a happy family. They could love me and I would love them, I thought to myself. But then I remembered the glares my Mom would give me. The looks of disappointment. What if I disappoint them too? I laid in bed waiting to see if they called for kids my age.

Around 15 minutes later, Jessica came in. Now let me explain a little about her. She was a mix of pop and rock. She listened to Justin Bieber, One Direction, Little Mix, and all the other pop singers. But she also listened to Asking Alexandria, Black Veil Brides, Bring Me The Horizon, and other rock and alternative bands. Somedays she was in a preppy mood other times she was in a emo mood. Then sometimes she would be in a bitchy mood, like if she was the queen. Her blonde hair got everything. When she felt emo she would die parts of it black. When she felt preppy she would dye it back to blonde or put pink in it. You could easily tell her mood through all she was wearing. At that moment she was wearing a 1D shirts, shorts, Toms, and she had part of bangs pink. She was in a preppy mood.

"Omg, guess who's here to adopt? They're celebrities," she was changing her shirt and now was wearing a Black Veil Brides shirts and black jeans. She put her hair in a ponytail and looked at me. "Guess! " "Black Veil Brides? " I questioned because of her shirt. "No! Guess again." She was taking off her pink nail polish. "Uh, Pierce The Veil? Sleeping With Sirens? All Time Low?" She shook her head looking through her nail polishes. She choose a red one and said, "Nope. One more try." At that time I didn't know many bands. I was just listing the ones that I could remember. "Falling In Reverse? " She turned back to me. "Close. First word." I thought of any other bands that had Falling in their name. "Fall Out Boy? " I was already giving up. She turned around in excitement and said, "YES!" She was jumping up and down and she hugged me. "They're looking for kids between 10 and 14!!!" I smiled. "Good for you. You could be adopted by your bands . . . " Then it hit me. Between 10 and 14. I'm 10. Nah there is now way they could adopt me.

Most of the kids here were beautiful and I stood out. Most of them were American or Chinese. But they were all beautiful and talented. I was Mexican American and you could easily tell because of my skin tone. My black hair and brown eyes were nothing special. The only thing that was special about me was that I had big eyes and eyelashes. Other than that I was just average sized and had a very low self esteem. I usually wore jeans, converse, and a plain shirt. Pretty Average. I was kind of smart but there would always be that one kid who would be smarter and everyone would forget about me being smart and praise the other kid as if they were a god or something. So yeah, nothing special.

"You do know who Fall Out Boy is right?" She asked as she started to put red nail polish. "Uh that one band that you like right? The one that sings My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark? " She nodded. To tell the truth I really didn't know who they were. I'd only listen to 4 songs of theirs. What a catch, donnie, Lit em up, Alone together, and Where is your boy tonight. The only reason I knew those songs was because Jessica showed them to me and I liked them. I didn't know who they were but I thought I remembered their names. Andy Hurley, Patrick Stump, and uh . . . Pete Wentz. Which was the other one? Jack or Joe? Joe Trohman.

They were going to to call us any moment so I decided to get ready. I put on my best jeans and converse. Then I went to go find my favorite blue shirt. I looked for it in the closet and inside the drawers. I couldn't find it any where. "Hey, Jessica have you seen my blue shirt?" She looked at me wide eyed. "That one that you bought last week?" I nodded. "Have you seen it?" She got on her knees and started begging. "I AM SO SORRY! YESTERDAY I HAS TO TAKE CARE ON OF THE BABIES AND I PUKED AND I HAD TO CLEAN IT UP AND I GOT THE NEAREST SHORT AND I THOUGHT IT WAS MINE BUT IT WAS ACTUALLY YOURS!! I AM SO SORRY!" I laughed becuase I knew what it was like taking care of the babies. "It's okay. I'll just wear one of my other shirts."

I grabbed my second best shirt but it was still very old and faded. But it was okay, or at least to me. When I came out of the bathroom I was wearing black jeans and black converse. My shirt was the only thing that messed it up. I looked at myself and then at Jessica. "So how do I look?" She looked at me with a sad look. "You know what? You can wear my good shirt. " I staree at her. "Seriously? " She noddes and went to the dresser. She took out her favorite shirt that she let no one touch. The workers could not wash it. She washed it, dried it, and ironed it.

It was a Hollister shirt. Now most of you would be like Really? I have like 10 hollister shirts. But here in the orphanage we got cheap clothes and they didn't give us money. Only if you did extra chores, and most of the time they didn't have extra chores that we could do. It was a red and blue flannel shirtmand it cost around 20 or 30 dollars. I really liked it. I wish I could have a shirt like that, I thought.

I put it on and looked at Jessica. She smiled. "You look very nice," she said and gave me a hug.Then a worker came in and said, "Come. We are going to go see the adopters." We followed her until we got to the big adoption room. There I saw a lot of kids. Most of them were excited but I was kind of scared. Anything could happen. What if I do get adopted but I disappoint them? I was guided to a group of kids , around 10, where the lady said, "Today one of you may get adopted. You're adopters may be Mr. Stump. He is part of the band Fall Out Boy. Now the thing is that he is going to be on tour. So he will be traveling a lot and you will follow. You will not live a normal life. If that is not what you want then you may leave right now." Around half of the group left and then it was Jessica, two girls, 3 boys and me. The boys were around 13 and the girls were 14 for sure. I was the youngest. Actually I was the only kid that was small. The others were already teens. "Okay, we will start with the oldest and alphabetical order." I was the youngest so I would be last. The women read the first name, "Abby Johnson. " The girl took around 5 minutes inside the room where the adopters talked with the kids.

It went on like this. She would call a name and they would take around 5 minutes, except Jessica. She took around 20 minutes with them. When she came out she had a big smile. Before She left back to our room she whispered in my ear, "That was awesome!! Good luck, Cora!" The guys took around 10 minutes but soon everyone was finished and now it was just me.

When the last guy came out the worker said, "Cora , it's your turn." I nodded and wiped my hands on my jeans because they were sweaty. I nodded and walked to the door. I placed my hand on the handle amd sighed. I can do this. I opened the door.

AUTHORS NOTE:

FIRST FAN FICTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I DECIDED TO DO MY FIST FANFIC ON FOB BECUASE THEY MY FAVORITE BAND!!!!! ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♥♥♥♥ HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE!! NO HATE PLEASE! ! COMMENT, VOTE, SHARE AND ALL THAT OTHER STUFF !!!!