Adopted

| Chapter 15 | Apologies, Cuddling, & Kissing

Hey guys, sorry it's not very well. I had something written but it got deleted when my app updated so I have to start over. On top of that, I haven't been the happiest so yeah.

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One more thing. PLEASE READ.

There has been a slight name change. Steven is now going by Keaton :) okay you may read now.

Sara's POV: (haven't done hers in forever whoops)

Once we got home, I slammed the door shut behind me and went straight into the game room.

I threw my bag on the small couch and let out an aggervated scream. Bree just met the guy and acts like they're dating.

The door opened and I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Bree, I've already said I didn't want to talk." I snapped and turned to face her but found out it was just Calum.

"You and Bree fighting?" He asked me. I shook my head and hugged him.

"She's just...I don't know! She's been different ever since she left the orphanage." I admit. And she really has changed. She used to be so quiet and shy but now she's throwing herself on every guy that speaks to her.

"Well, getting adopted by a band does have it advantages and disadvantages." Calum laughed.

"But I'm perfectly fine."

"You sure about that?" He asked with a straight face. I glared at him and he busted out laughing. I shoved him, but that made him laugh even more.

"Well, us boys gotta go. We're recording a song today and I really wanna get it done." Calum announced after his laughing fit and left me alone in the room.

I popped in GTA 5 in the xbox and grabbed the controller.

Yes, a girl can play GTA. Don't judge.

Guuuuurl, chef don't judge.

That was weird...it's like there's-

Another person here? Yep.

Who are you?

I've done explained this to Bree. I am your creator.

"God, is that you?" I asked out loud.

No. The name's Hope. Don't make the audience think you're crazy.

Audience? What audience?

*winks at readers* my little secret

What the f-

Fudge. No cussing.

Uh...

Bree's POV:

"God? Is that you?" I heard from across the hall. I couldn't help but laugh.

I grabbed my phone and decided to attempt to speak to Sara.

I knocked on the door frame and walked in.

"Hey, I know you're mad at me...hell, I'm mad at myself for what I said. And I know I've been acting different, I'm sorry. But I'm still the same Bree from the orphanage." I apologize, fiddling my thumbs.

Sara turned around and smiled at me.

"I thought it'd take you a little bit longer to apologize."

"So we good?" I asked, sitting beside her.

"We good." She nodded and continued with the game.

"That's good, because I was hoping you'd walk with me up the road to Starbucks."