2- I'm an orphan...Great.

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I'm writeing alot of chapters before I upload the story. Hope you like it, comment ideas.

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Emilys P.O.V

I woke up to banging on the door. My head snapoed up and I hurried out of bed and put on my pajamma pants over my shorts.

I looked out the door and saw....Police??

I unlocked the door and opened it. "Excuse me?", I asked them. The officer was very tall abou 6'2 I'm only 5'6. I had to look all the way up.  He had slick brown hair and Bright hazel eyes. He was thin, but he had muscle. "Are you Emily Taylor?" He asked me. "Yes, sir." I replied. He looked at me with sympothy. I was getting confuesed. "Well I am sorry to say your parents are dead, they were in a car wreck. The people you were living with, John and Kate, were not your real parents." My head started to hurt, trying to pracess all of this information. "And Mrs.Taylor, I am also sorry to say that, you are now an orphan. Please pack your things and come with me." "O-okay." I stuttered. I walked in my room and packed my things. I went down the staors, officer following. I paid the lady $25. She looked at my sympotheticly. I looked away. I hated that look. I got into the cop car, and rested my head kn the window. "Okay, since you were born in England that's where you have to be taken. I have arranged an escort. You may rest, It's a while to the airport." He told me. All I could do was nod. All of these thoughts swam around my head, and eventually I fell asleep.

I was awoken by being shaken. I jolted upwards, and Looked around me. We were on a plane? When did we get here? "We will be landing soon. The orphanage isn't far from here." An escort officer told me. I nodded.

After they unboarded the plane

We drove to a small building, It was made of brick and it had kids running around the yard. "We're here." Someone hollard. I once again nodded and got out of the vehicle. I went and knocked on the door. A lady with Sandy Blonde hair and Grey eyes opened the door. "Hello, My name Is Sandra, And you are?" She asked. I just handed her the paper the officer gave me. She read over the paper and looked at me. She brought me in and showed me my room. She left me to unpack, and I could already tell I would be miserable here. The kids downstairs glared at me. Sheesh. What's their problem? Knock Knock. I opened my bedroom door to see a young girl around my age standing there. She had Purple Dyed hair and A nose ring. She had blue eyes and her hair was cut in a fringe. She wore a Bring Me The Horizon shirt, and Ripped Jeans. "Hey, I'm Alex. I'll be your roommate, and hopefully friend." She smiled at me. "Hey, I'm Emily. Okay!! Want to play 20 questions?" "Sure! You first." Alex said. "Okay. How old are you?" I asked Alex. She grinned, "16. You?" "17." Her eyes grew wide and she pouted. "Lucky. You get out of here when you're 18." Cool, I thought.

(2 hours later)

While we were playing I found out she likes BMTH, SWS, PTV, Of mice & men, BVB, Motionless in white, Issues, Eminem, Suicide Silence, Attila, One Republic, Outlr Last Night, We Came As Romans, Ghost Town, Farewell my Love, Evanesence, FlyLeaf, Avenge Seven Fold, Crown The Empire, Escape The Fate, And The Devil Wears Prada. Her favorite colors are Black, Blue and purple. She has been in the orphanage for 2 years. She has Two tattoos, One of a pistol in a holster on her leg, and she has a Wrist tattoo that says No faith. She is an Athiest, like me. She doesn't like One Direction or Justin Beiber. I mean I have no problem with them, but you won't catch me listening to that music. She said she can get me a tattoo. She has ⅞ Gauges in her ears, I have  1" Gauges. She has her tiunge and belly button peirced, and I'm getting both of mine done tomorrow, and a tattoo. I think I won't hate it here.

I fell asleep by Alex, my last thought before I fell asleep was I'm glad I have a friend.

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