Jasmine's POV

Today was the day. I was meeting my new parents, well they aren't really my "parents" more like strangers i'm living with to see if i'm their perfect child or if i'm just pure garbage that they can throw back into this shit hole they call an orphanage kind of parents.

"Are you ready Jasmine?" Carol, (my social worker) asks. 

"As ready as I will ever be. I guess." I reply as I stroke the last bit of a nude colour lip-gloss on my lips. "Ugh I hate makeup." I exclaim as getting ready for the couple to meet me and judge who I am based on my room. 

"Then why wear it?" Carol laughs while leaning up against the door frame.

"Because i'm my own canvas and artist." I say in a bit of a fancy rich woman tone.

"Fair enough. Make sure your room is clean, the couple will be here in 5." she points at me, then walks quickly out of the door.

I quickly pace around my room making sure everything is "tidy", i'm a lazy piece of trash so when it comes to cleaning i'm not the person you should talk to. 

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I hear chattering from downstairs as it moves up the stairs towards our rooms. 

Oh god, I will never be picked. I am just a weird loner who stays inside and watches YouTube and plays music all day. I am NOT any ones perfect child. I am merely just a disappointment. I think to myself get closer and closer towards my door.

There was then a sudden knock on the door as the couple I had been pondering about were in my room. To my surprise there were 2 men standing hand in hand in my doorway. It took me a while before I realised..... Oh my god.


AN: SO FIRST CHAPTER I HOPE YOU LIKED IT AND STAY TUNED LOVE YOU ALL XXXXX

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