Boyd's P.O.V.
I woke up and changed into a pair of jean shorts and a shirt. I went downstairs to the kitchen and Chef Ranae was making pancakes.
I sat down and she put a plate of pancakes in front of me.
"Thank you." I said.
"You're welcome honey." She smiled.
I started eating and Asher came into the kitchen.
"You're up early." Ashton said to me as Chef Ranae gave him his plate.
"I usually get up this early. It's only 8:30. It's not that early." I replied.
He nodded and I finished eating.I put my plate in the sink and sat down on the couch.
Royce came downstairs and sat on the other side of the couch and grabbed the remote.
He turned on a monster truck rally and Asher came into the living room.
"I don't want to watch this. Give me the remote." Asher told Royce.
"No way, man. You have a tv in your room." Royce said.
"Dude, so do you." Asher replied.
"Well, I want to watch this show, so go upstairs to your room." Royce said.
"No. You go watch your show in your room." Asher replied."I was here first." Royce said.
"I was born first, bitch. Now give me the remote." Asher demanded trying to grab the remote from Royce.
"No!" Royce said.
Asher kept trying to grab the remote but Royce thrashed around making it nearly impossible for Asher to get a good grip on it.
"Fine. You left me no choice." Asher said and started poking Royce's side.
Royce squealed like a little girl and dropped the remote.
Asher smirked and picked it up.
"No fair!" Royce sighed.
Asher laughed and changed the channel to the FIFA highlights.
"Can you get off me please, Ash?" Royce asked.
"Nah, I'm good." Asher answered and shot his hand in Royce's armpit.
Royce squealed again and begged Asher to stop.
I smirked at them and Asher stopped."I wonder if somebody else is ticklish." Royce smirked.
My eyes went wide and I tried to escape but Asher caught me.
Asher dropped me onto the couch and I backed into the corner of the couch.
Asher and Royce stood in front of me so there was no chance of escape.
Royce pinned me down on the couch but didn't crush me.
He put both of my hands in one of his and held them above my hand.
I'm insanely ticklish and hate being tickled.
Asher started tickling me and I burst out laughing.
They tickled me for a few minutes and then stopped."Be lucky we don't tell Ramona. She'd get you every time she saw you." Asher said.
"He's right, man. They used to get me all the time." Royce replied.
"Do you guys want to go swimming?" Asher asked.
"Sure." Royce answered.
"I don't know how." I said.
"We can teach you." Asher replied.
I nodded unsure and Royce said "You can use one of my old bathing suits."
"Okay." I replied.
Royce threw me over his shoulder and went upstairs to his room.
He put me down on his bed and dug through his closet.He turned around and gave me a bathing suit.
I thanked him and went to my room.
I changed into the bathing suit and it was way too big.
I tried to tie it but couldn't.I held it up with my hands and walked out of my room and downstairs.
"Did it fit?" Royce asked without turning around.
"It's a little big." I answered.
Asher turned around and choked on his water.
"Let me help you." Asher laughed.
He came over to me and untied the knot.
He tied it so it was tight and wouldn't fall down.
"Thanks." I said.
"No problem." Asher replied and Royce picked me up.
"Hey, do you like raspberries?" Royce smirked.
I gave him a confused look and suddenly caught on to what he was about to do.
"No." I answered trying to get away from him.
He smirked and put his mouth to my stomach.
He blew on my stomach and I burst out laughing.He put me down and Asher said "Come on. Let's put sunscreen on so you don't burn."
I nodded and he sprayed sunscreen on me.
"You're so skinny, Boyd." Asher commented.
"I know. There wasn't enough food in the orphanage so I let the little kids have most of mine." I said.
He nodded and I could tell he felt bad.
"Let's go in the pool." Royce said.
They jumped in and I walked in using the stairs.
I could stand in the shallow end and Royce came over to me.
They started teaching me to swim and dad came out two hours later.
"Chef Ranae says that lunch is ready." He told us.
We nodded and got out of the pool.
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Adopted
General FictionBoyd has lived in an orphanage since he was eight years old. His dad died in Afghanistan while fighting in the army. His mother died when he was two years old. He loved with his grandparents until his father died and they could no longer take care o...