Holy Crap. It is him. You scream a bit under your breath, as you set down your book and walk over. You see Jordan. Venturian. Standing there. You are psyched out. Even if he doesn't adopt you, you still got to saw at least one of the crew. Your life goal had been accomplished.
"Well, we have multiple 14 year old's. TONY! LAURA! JOHN! GAVIN! (Y/N)! GET OVER HERE!" Ms. Peterson yelled, still sounding kind.
You walk over, and do a little two finger salute towards Jordan, and he does it back. Eventually, Laura, John, and Tony make it down. Gavin is in a wheelchair, so he uses a ramp to get from the upper levels, which aren't even up that much.
"Well this is all of them. Take your pick." Ms. Peterson says, walking to the side, getting the paperwork ready.
Jordan looked at all of them, having choice anxiety. You had a plain grey sweatshirt on instead of your usual VenturianTale logo sweater. You cross your fingers and start sweating slightly out of nervousness. The other kids seem to as well.
Jordan finally gets to interviewing you. He had done this with the other kids
"Hi! I'm Jordan Frye! What's your name?" He asks in a higher tone, as if taking to a child. Given, you where a child, but that didn't matter.
"Uh, my name is (Y/N). I-I know who you are! I love your videos." You say nervously, then looking downwards. "Crap! I should've played it cool and acted like I didn't know him." You think. Jordan asks you a couple more questions, such as your stance on gingers, favorite color, other things that are normal to ask a child.
Jordan finishes with you and looks up. He looks back and at Ms. Peterson. "I've made my decision." He says, looking slyly towards you. "I choose (Y/N)." He says, smiling.
You process what Jordan just said as the other kids leave. He's been signing the paper, and You perk up. "Wait, Me?" You ask.
"Yup!" Jordan says, looking at you while still signing the paper.
Some Paperwork and a court case of eligibility of caring for a child later, you finally start to drive home with Jordan, Isaac, Bethany, and Cierra.
"So, how did uh... You get in the orphanage?" Isaac asks, forgetting to be sensitive about the topic.
You start to tell them the story. "Well, it was late one night. I was up past my bedtime watching your videos on my iPad, and I heard my parents scream. I was terrified at this point. I slowly opened the door, bringing the iPad with me, still playing the video. I open my parents door to find them laying on the bed..." You trail off and start to cry. "O-on the bed, b-blood around them..." You start crying harder. "A-and, a person e-escaping through the window. T-they didn't n-notice me though..." You start bawling as Bethany, who was in the back seat with you, comforts you, Pats you, and hugs you.
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Adopted By VenturianTale.
FanfictionHi. It's me. This is my first story, so it's probably gonna be trash. I wouldn't be surprised if I look back at this and laugh because it's like, 7 chapters long and ive made 5 since or so something.
