Jasey's Pov
Today, a normal day for me at the start. When I woke up I was strangely happy for no reason, which is weird for a Monday morning. I woke up a little earlier and decided to play around on my bass for a while. Yes that's right I play bass, along with drums, and guitar. Musical right? I also am big on singing but never sang in front of someone else. I probably sound like a dying cat and don't need somebody else to hear that and have a say to make fun of me. I don't particularly like being ridiculed... When I was done with playing on my bass a little I got ready for school. All I really did was some basic makeup such as eyeliner, mascara, and foundation on my acne. After that I tossed on a mayday parade t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and my new combat boots. I am not like every other girl that wears the tight, revealing, and not comfy clothes, if you could call those clothes. On my 20 minute walk to school listening to 5sos I had a strange feeling... I couldn't put my finger on it but something weird was up. Usually in the morning my parents say goodbye at least, but I got nothing. I never really was close to anyone, so this didn't bother me but it still was a little odd. Funny part is I don't even remember seeing their cars in the driveway. Huh they must have been called into work or something. I guess being a doctor and nurse has its flaws. When I finished my long journey to school, I zoomed through all of my AP classes. Yes AP classes that means I'm smart... I arrived home and there were 2 cars and a huge bus in my drive way. The cars didn't having me questioning it was the bus, it looked so familiar. I galloped up the never ending steps and skipped inside like the insane person I am. When I walked inside I never guessed what I would see. Sitting on my couch was the one and only Ashton Irwin along with 4 other people I don't recall the names of but looked familiar. My parent looked up from the opposite couch and gave me a weak smile and had tears down their faces. I was going to ask what was wrong before Ashton jumped up off of the couch and embraced me into a warm cuddly hug. He had the biggest smile on his face and tears threatening to spill from his green eyes that looked all to familiar. Just like mine. I am surprised I haven't fangirled and screamed yet because ASHTON FUCKING IRWIN IS IN MY HOUSE. My mom stood up off of the couch and practically dragged me into the kitchen with my dad closely following. Millions of questions are flowing through my tiny head and is causing a terrible headache. I was lightly tossed into the closest kitchen stool and given sad smile from mom and dad. "Honey we have something to tell you, we both know and understand that you are going to be mad and we are going to learn to cope with that." explained my mom. I got a reassuring smile from my mother to simmer down ( see what I did there) all of the questions zooming through my head. I eventually asked " What are you two talking about!?" " Well Honey you were adopted, we love you very much and hate to do this but they want you back..." MY father barely explained. " I want answers now and I mean now. First off who wants me back and why didn't you tell me this years ago. Here I am thinking I have a normal life and now I am finding out that I am adopted and what else am I secretly a FUCKING NARWHALE???!!" I nearly screeched at my "parents." My father looked up with his glossy brown eyes and started to pull me towards the living room were Ashton and the other unknown people sat. "Jasey I would like you to meet your mother Ann, father Dylan, sister Aleshia, and brothers Ashton and Harry." My "mother" explained motioning toward the people sitting on the large, white couch. "This is all to much." was all I could muster to speak. With that being said I grabbed my bag that I dropped on the way in and ran towards my room. When I nearly fell into my door I grabbed my bass and stuffed it into its case. When I closed it I opened the window and jumped the 2 stories. I sprinted to the forest behind my house and played a couple of my favorite songs that I wrote. ( I do write songs but don't want to type them.) "This was my normal day...." I said in barely a whisper under my breath, while laying my head against the tree that I have come to know very well over the years.