"Alright everyone, best behaviour!" Miss Ree said at breakfast on Saturday, "a couple is coming to adopt an teen, so Viola, Emma, Jack and James, go get dressed. You will have five minutes with the couple and then they'll decide." Miss Ree smiled warmly as everyone left the room, "Viola, come here a second." Vi turned and sat down next to her. "I think these people are the perfect people for you, little brat, now go get ready."
Viola forced a smile and nodded, she dressed half formal with her normal blue jeans and docs and her nice 'ViVi and Dave' shirt. Then she pulled her hair down and sighed at the curliness. Oh well.
Vi walked downstairs to find the other three talking and whispering. Vi smiled nervously at them and sat down, playing her playlist through her ear plugs. "I hope that you burrrnnnn~" rang through her ears and then all of a sudden, "TO THE BARRICADES!" Was screamed and Vi jumped, flinging herself off the chair before she started to laugh.
Miss Ree and the couple had no idea what to say as Vi lay on the floor laughing until she couldn't breath. "Oi, bitch," James sighed, kicking her side, she winced and glared at him. Before sitting up and looking at the couple, her jaw almost dropped. "Mr Wool?" Her teacher looked surprised. "Viola?" He asked, the two stared at each other before miss Ree ushered the pair into another room and fifteen minutes later Vi was called.
"Hi Viola," Vi waved and sat on the chair, "I didn't know you were-," Mr Wool hesitated and Vi shrugged. "An orphan? Not a thing I advertise, I'm also an immigrant, from Nevis." Vi said nonchalantly, sitting cross legged on the seat and turning her music off. "Well, what were you listening to when you were on the floor laughing?" His partner asked, Vi grinned. "I had my playlist on shuffle, on minute I'm listening to Eliza burning letters, the next minute to the barricades is getting screamed in my ears."
The two men across from her laughed, "so I'm Dylan Wool, I'm twenty seven and I'm an ensemble member in Hamilton." The man with sandy blonde hair, slight wrinkles around his pale grey eyes and a thin, but wide smile, said to her. "I'm Rob Wool, I'm twenty nine and I teach you drama and musical theatre." Vi's face split into a grin that stretched across her face. "My name is Viola Hamilton and there's a million things I haven't done. Just you wait."
Both the men laughed and they started talking about hobbies, school, Vi threw in her creative writing class and the book she was getting published. By the end of the interview the two men knew exactly who they were going to adopt.
Vi packed her stuff up and swung the backpack full of her stuff onto her back, then almost forget her money and picture album. She grabbed the two things and rushed downstairs. Giving the two a wide smile, Dylan looked at her backpack. He gasped loudly, "is that all you have?" He asked, Vi blushed and looked down at her beaten docs.
"Dylan-" Mr Wo-Rob hissed, Vi smiled lightly. "It's all good, I just save all my money to pay for college, I buy most of my stuff from thrift stores." She shrugged, "can I hug you?" Dylan asked, Vi nodded. "Hugs are the best," Vi laughed, Dylan gasped and hugged her tightly. "Ha, she's my child now Robbie." Vi giggled and the men lead her to a car in the street.
"So how much do have saved for college?" Vi paused and routed around in her backpack, she fished out a piece of paper. "$7,571, I've been saving ever since I got to America, I'm hoping to get a scholarship as well, I did to Washington." Rob looked back at her, "wanna put your music on kid?" Vi grinned, he passed her the AUX cord and Vi pluged her phone in scrolling through her playlist. Annie started playing and Viola almost laughed.
"I think I'm gonna like it here~!" She sang making them both laugh.
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Makeup, acne, musicals and disaster.
FanfictionViola Hamilton is an orphan immigrant from Nevis, yes, that's her real name, yes that's her backstory and no she doesn't know if she is related to Alexander Hamilton. With an addiction to the colour yellow, coffee, music (mainly Broadway) and Harry...