Styles reflection

Orphange

Laceys P.O.V

(One week later)

Oficer Fallon grabs my hand and leads me up the sidewall to orphange. I gulp and pull back on his hand as we reach the firsts step. He sighs and bends down to my height. "Oh come on L we have talked about this" I smile at the nickname he uses for me. Over the past week when papers were being filled out and stuff he let me stay with him. Hes been like a best friend to me. "Can't you just adopt me?" I ask. "Sorry hun I'm to old to be raising a little kid, and I alreay have 4 kids and two are married with their own family and two are in college. It would be weird to have a youngester hanging around" he says giving my a comforting smile.

"Then have your wife adopt me." I say smirking. "Okay cuttie lets get ya in that orphange so another family can experince your sassyniess" He says picking me up and opening the orphange door.

"Oh Hi!!! I'm daisey Braid oh and this must be licky" says a women with died red curls and a mole by her lip. "Its lacey" Oficer Fallon corrects her. "Mhhm umm where the medical money" she asks. You could praccticly see the dollar sighns in her eyes. "oh yes umm here" Says oficer fallon giving her a envolop. "yes thank you. You can leave now." She says opening the door.

He bends down to my height. "Bye L I'll come and visit you" he smiles and sets my suite case next to me and walks out the door.

She shuts the door and watches him leave and then turns to me. "Okay twerp in my office" She says glaring down at me.

I nod and go into her office. I sit down in a Woden chair facing her desk. She comes in and shuts the door and sits at the desk.

"Listen up Lacey your sharing a room with damson and zaq" she says.

"You want me to room with boys?" I Ask going wide eyed.

"Yeahs no back talk. Here put this paper on your door" she says handing me a piece of paper with the word Laci on it.

"Actually ma'am my name isn't spelt like that" I say looking up at her.

"Listen here smart ass I didn't ask for a spelling bee from you. Your name was to long any way and don't you call me ma'am. It's miss.B to you." She says leaning on the table giving me a cold look.

I take a deep shaky breath trying to hold in my anger. I didn't do very well at holding it in. "The name fits, miss.B" I say through closed teeth.

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