Kamryn, has some up and downs in life, but doesn't everyone? She was adopted by the famous drummer Joshua Dun. Her life takes an unexpected turn. Will be a good turn or a bad one?
I want this book to go to at least 50-60 before I end it and start the....SECOND BOOK!! Kamryn I stepped off the second plane we took to get to Oregon. "You ready for this?" If I'm being honest, getting out of that damn city helped me so much. I feel better and less stressed. "I am very ready." Jeremy wanted to wait for us to leave until I finished my sophomore year. I got the confirmation that I passed a week ago, and Jeremy jumped on the chance for us to leave. I wasn't complaining, I haven't had anyone to really hang around with. Ethan and Sam moved out and into his Sam's mom's house. They didn't want to be around me when they thought I had made every wrong choice. Josh and Tyler hadn't come back from their tour yet and I was dying from the lack of human contact.
"You will love it here. It's beautiful." Misha, who has become a big brother to me, had thought I was becoming depressed after Ethan left. He was right, I wasn't really myself and I don't blame anyone but myself. I chose to cave in on myself and shut everyone out. Misha helped me out and I couldn't be anymore grateful. Misha and I climbed into the backseat of the Impala. I took that chance to get some sleep, seeing as I didn't sleep on the plane. "I don't want to wake her." "I'll get her." Before I could mumble a protest, Moose picked me up in his arms and carried me toward the house Jeremy rented out for us.
I squirmed a bit. "She's awake." "No shit Sherlock." I groaned as Jared set me on my feet. "I need food and coffer before I actually function." Misha laughed and handed both the things I asked for. "Your birthday is October 9th, that comes up in 7 and a half months." "That was random but yes." I ate the McDonald's that Jensen stopped for and sat back onto the couch. "When does your school start again?" "Around March. Three months with no school is going to be weird." Jared shrugged. "Gives you more time to hang with us." I chuckled. "I wouldn't say no to that." After I woke up a bit more, I was sent to unpack. "Do you one of guys mind going to the store for some hair dye?" "Sure what color?" "Get brown and blonde. I want to go back to my natural color." I handed Jensen the money and told him to grab me a back of Skittles while he was at it.
I opened my laptop to Skype Josh. "Hey sis, how are things?" I noticed he was on the bus with everyone in the background. "Good. I passed my school year and now I'm in Portland." He smiled before snapping at Pete to shut the fuck up. "Petey don't he annoying." That perked the boys attention, they ran to sit next to Josh. Misha happened to walk in at the same time. "Did you finish unpacking?" I nodded. "Josh have you heard from Ethan?" He bit his lip and nodded. I understood that look. He said something bad about me. "I wish he would understand that this means the world to me. I guess he wasn't really my brother." That sparked some shocked looks from the boys on the otherside of the screen. "You can't say that Kam. I have no idea why he is acting like this, but he is still your twin." "He disowned me Josh, that's not something I take lightly. I wish I never found him."
Josh abruptly hung up, leaving me in pain and self destruction. Jensen came back with more than I asked for. "Misha told me what happened. Are you okay?" I just shrugged. "I will be. I mean I spent 14 years believing he was out there somewhere. I wished I had found him sooner. Now, I just don't know anymore. He's just like out damn parents." I never told the boys my reasoning behind the orphanage. I didn't want them thinking I was broken. I wasn't doing a good job. Jensen left me to my own devices. I quickly applied the dyes to my hair, making it look like my hair before I dyed it the first time.
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(Like this) I walked downstairs, seeing everyone watching a football game. I sat in between Misha and Jared, laptop in my lap. I scrolled through Tumblr and commented on a few things. The boys didn't notice me get up to wash out the dye. I smiled at the sight of the old me. I obviously looked older, but I could see the hint of younget, innocent me. The twelve year old who thought everything was gonna be okay. Boy was I only half right.
