Am I Adopted?! (Cameron Dallas fanfic)

Chapter 1

Camille's POV

"Cami!!!" "Camoflauge!!" "Camel toe!!"

"CAMILLIE!!" my 9 year old twin brothers

yelled while jumping on my bed. I grabbed

both of their ankles and pulled them

down.

"What?" i groaned. I felt my blanket

being lifted and two bodies shuffle next

to me. i opened my eyes to see both Marc

and Martin peeking their heads out from

the blanket staring at me. It was such

an adroable sight. Martin crept closer to

my face like two inches apart and

whispered "we're hungry". i laughed and

got up and carried those two fat asses

down the stairs with me they struggled

to get out of my grip. i put them down

and whistled. Rocky my two month old

brown with black stripes, pitbull came

running down the stairs and jumped

against my feet. i found some kibble and

placed it on his doggy bowl with some

water on his other bowl. "So what do you

little monsters want to eat?" i asked.

"Cereal" they both responded. I turned

around a glared at them. "So you woke

me up just so you can eat ceareal which

you can just pour out yourselves.?" i

asked. Marc being the sassy twin

answered. "And imagine what would turn

out if that happened." he said crossing

his arms. " Yeah good thinking." i said.

"Well pick out your cereals" i said they

got off their chairs and went lookinh in

the cabinet. I went to the fridge and saw

a note, it read.

Hey sweety,

they called me at work saying i had to cover the morning shift early this morning, and your dad will be home later at 5:00 pm ok. If you need any money i left you $100 taped to this note. Call me if anything.

Love you

~Mom

Well ok then, my mom works at a hospital

as a nurse and my dad is a technician so

hes out a lot. Oh well im used to this

routine. I removed the money from the

note and put in my pocket. i opened the

fridge for some milk. Then went to one

of the high cabinets and got out three

bowls. Two of Them labeled Marc and

Martin in blue and one labeled Camille in

purple. i poured some milk and set them

on the kitchen island (basically like a

counter but like bot next to the sink or

any appliances and stuff) Marc and

Martin both handed me their cereals.

Marc having cocoa puffs and Martic

having Cocoa pebbles. me having

cinnamon toast crunch. i gave them each

a spoon and they both began eating. I

just stared at them looking at our

differences. they have beautiful golden

blonde hair whereas i have brown hair

nobody in my family generation has

brown hair or brown eyes like me. My

mom and brothers have green eyes and

my dad has hazel green eyes. I dont look

like im apart of the family and it just

bothers me you know. I go to school and

my friends would always compare me to

Cameron Dallas. Pshh i wish i was related

to him i mean i could see some

comparisons but i doubt it. i was snapped

out of my thoughts when i was hit in the

face with an apple. "What the f- flop?,

why did u hit me with an apple." i asked

holding my cheek in pain. "You were

creeping us out when u were staring at

us and we kept snapping and waving out

hands so i threw an apple" Martin

shrugged. i glared at him.  we finished

our cereal and the boys raced up the

stairs. Lazy asses "Clean up after

yourelves next time,i aint ur maid" i

shouted to them. They laughed.. i was

serious.