The teachers walked in to the orphanage looking confident. They all had straight faces except the guy who got me I trouble last time. Come to think of it, he looked really familiar. He was smirking at me. I wondered if that meant that I was in or that he was glad I didn't get in. Just because, I smirked too. Then I sat back down in my corner and so did all the other 14 year olds. I looked over at Belle and she looked terrified. I felt like my chances of getting in were 5%. I'm sure everyone else felt the same way. This is the only way I can see him... I kept repeating in my head. The teachers began to walk up to the front of the room. The staff set up a crapy looking mike and that's when the teachers started to talk. "Hello" he said."My name is Loren"
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More Than One
General FictionHeather, the main character, talks about being an orphan.
