Maria's POV
Today is going to be a long day. A lot of kids are going to get new parents but me. That makes me sad. I really want new parents. Also no one likes me here. All the kids think I'm loud and annoying. The only person that like me is Miss. Olsen, she takes care of all of us in the Sunshine orphanage. She is the only person who cares about me. I was just sitting on my bed in my room all alone. "Whats wrong honey?" Miss. Olsen asked me. "Almost everyone is getting adopted and I'm not" I said. "Well, you never know. There is a possibility that you will get adopted today. But you just have to wait. Trust me, you will find new parents. Why don't you come downstairs and play with the other girls?" she asked me. "They don't like me. So I'll just stay in my room and play with my Michael Jackson doll" I told her. "Ok. just let me know if you need anything ok honey?" she asked me while hugging me. "Ok" I said. Yes, I like Michael Jackson. I got to meet him when I was 1 year old. I have pictures of me and him. I have his posters. I have his doll and his CD's and his new CD Xscape. I really wish I could be adopted by him but he is in a way better place now.
Paris's POV
I have so much to do today. I have a photo shoot, I have to do some house work with my grandma since I live with her. Prince is going to take me out to get some shopping done. After like 10 minutes I was done cleaning. Now, time to go shopping. I called Prince. "Hey Prince" I said through the phone. "Hey Paris whats up?" he said. "You're supposed to take me shopping remember?" I said. "Oh! I totally forgot! I'm with my girlfriend right now. Can we go shopping some other time?" He said sounding guilty. "It's fine. I'll just go with one of the body guards." I said "Thanks Paris, you're the best" he said "Yeah" I said and hung up the phone. The body guard and I went shopping. I saw a banner outside with and ad on it. It was for the sunshine orphanage. I made the body guard stop at the orphanage everyone knows that I've always wanted to adopt a child. We went inside and all the kids were playing around and this little girl caught my eye. She looks about 4 years old. She is really adorable. She was also playing with a Michael Jackson doll. She is so cute like really, I couldn't stop looking at her. She looked at me and waved. She has the same colored eyes as me. I really wanted to adopt her.
Maria's POV
I decided to come out of my room, but I just sat back down on the floor. At least I was out of my room. I heard the bell on the door ring. It's probably someone's new parents. In the corner of my eye I saw this really pretty girl starring at me. I looked up at her and waved. She was so pretty and she also had the same colored eyes as me. Wow thats really cool. She started walking over to me. "Hello beautiful, whats your name?" She asked me. "My name is Maria" I said sort of shy. "Hi Maria. My name is Paris Jackson. Do you know who I am?" She asked me while smiling. "No. I'm sorry" I said. "Well, you know that Michael Jackson doll you have there?" She asked me. "Yes" I said. "Well thats my father" She said pointing to the doll. "The doll is your father?" I said confused. "Haha no silly. Michael Jackson is my father" Paris said giggling. "oh. haha. really?" I said also giggling. "Are you a fan of his?" She asked me. "Yes, I love him. I got to meet him when I was 1 year old. I have pictures. I really wish he was still alive, I miss him." I said with a tear rolling down my face. "Aww. It's ok. we all miss him honey. So has anyone adopted you yet?" She asked me. "No. I wish. I really want a new mommy and daddy" I said. "How old are you?" Paris asked me. "I'm 7 years old." I said. "Oh really? you look very young for your age." She said. "Yeah I know. Everyone says that. But I don't know why I look young for my age." I said. "Oh ok. What would you think if I adopted you." Paris asked me with a smile. "That would be the best thing ever! I want you to be my mommy Paris." I said while hugging her. "Ok. C'mon lets go tell Miss. Olsen." Paris said while carrying me on her hip. "Yay! I'm getting a mommy!" I said excitedly. Paris went to Miss. Olsen to tell her that she wanted to adopt me. Miss. Olsen told Paris that she had to sign some papers to adopt me so she did. I went running upstairs to pack my stuff so I can leave with Paris my new mommy. I'm so exited!
Paris's POV
Maria and I talked for a while and then I told her that I was going to adopt her. She got so exited. She got all her stuff. "You ready to go?" I asked her. "Yes mommy" She said. When she called me mommy I was so happy. We were walking to the car. The body guard parked at a far away parking spot. We were walking to the car when a bunch of paparazzi came out of nowhere. Maria was getting scared so I carried her to the car. I was thinking if I should start covering her face to protect her like my father did to me, Prince and Blanket. I know my dad would want her to have a normal childhood like I had. Yeah, I think I should do that from now on. I talked to Maria about it. "Hey Maria, since you're my daughter now, I need to protect you and to do that you are going to have your own body guards and you need to wear a mask ok honey?" I told her "Ok mommy" Maria said while getting in the car. Gosh, I loved when she called me mommy. I love Maria to bits. I'm glad to be her mom. Later that day Maria and I went to the store to buy some masks for her but for now she was wearing a transparent scarf. We also went to the mall to buy her some pretty clothes. "Mommy I want that mask." Maria said pointing to a mask with princesses on it. "Ok" I bought the mask and put it on her right away. A bunch of paparazzi started taking pictures of me and Maria. They were asking me questions like, If Maria was really mine or if I adopted her. But I didn't answer.
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FanfictionMaria is a 7 year old and she lives in an orphanage named 'The Sunshine Orphanage'. She has been living there for 7 years. Untill, someone super famous adopts her. what will she think of her new parent? will she be happy? will she be sad and want to...