Christian Borle. That name really rolled off the tongue. Most adopters that showed up never seemed that nice. Of course, I didn't exactly talk to them, so I wouldn't know. It was just my observation from afar. Those aren't always accurate. Still, my first meeting was definitely going to be an interesting one.
There was obvious tension in the pastel blue room. Both of us had taken seats opposite from each other. After we shared our names, it simply fell silent. I could tell that he wanted to talk though. Every few seconds, he'd glance towards me, hoping I would say something. At first, I didn't know what to say. This was all very new to me. Maybe I could just ask whatever was on my mind. People like honesty..sometimes. Seems that was going to be my topic; nothing. A topicless conversation. Whatever popped up in my head would be said. It's go time. Let's hope for the best.
"Are you famous?" I asked. Wow, what a great conversation starter. I probably sounded like a dumbass. My chances of actually getting a parent were crushed. Not like I could back out anymore. Had to keep on going, no matter the embarrassment. "Donna was really excited when seeing you, so I'm just..wondering..if that's why."
His face lit up. It seemed that he was truly happy about talking to me. I never really experienced that before. Honestly, it was kinda weird. I hadn't met anyone that was so interested in what I said. He wasn't a faker. That I could tell. Fakers would've given up by then. No, he was genuinely caring. I liked that. "Good question! I mean, I wouldn't consider myself famous, but I have been on a few Broadway shows. Specifically musicals. I guess some people consider that famous? It's an honor, really."
He kind of realized that he was starting to rant about his career, and stopped himself, instead waiting for me to reply. This time I didn't wait forever to answer. I was already warming up to this guy I just met. Pretty weird, huh? Well, it's not exactly a bad thing. No reason for me to complain. Maybe he really would adopt me. There wasn't a big chance, though. Lots of other kids were more deserving of him.
I was actually pretty amazed by his acting profession. Musicals were always astonishing to me, even though I only listened to one. And it was already being considered part of cringe culture. I'm..probably not gonna tell him what it is. "That's cool. I've always wanted to do drama, but I never got the chance to sign up. My parents couldn't really afford it either." That probably killed the mood. Hopefully he wasn't bummed out by it or anything.
"I think you'd be good at it! We just met, but-" He motioned to me like I was some sort of billboard or something, "-from what I've seen, you could be a damn star. Excuse my language. I'm pretty passionate about this. I just really wanna help young actors reach their goals! It happened to me, and I wanna return the favor." Christian put his elbow on the table, resting his head on his hand. There was still a large grin on his face. This time it looked a bit more confident then excited. Of course, the excitement couldn't be completely replaced.
My eyes darted towards the floor in embarrassment. Why was I getting so embarrassed? This usually never happened. I always just acted chill, but what people considered my normal self had pretty much flown out the window by then. Wish I could go with it. I was all nerves. He clearly noticed this, and started to panic as well. Crap, did I make him think he did something wrong? There was no way he did. Honestly, he made things better. I really wanted him to adopt me. This could ruin that.
Christian tried saying something, but for some reason, nothing came out. It kind of caused me to laugh, as rude as it sounds. That definitely made him happier. He started laughing alongside me. Thank God that the tension had passed. I hadn't laughed like that in a while. This random guy was bringing out the real me. It was nice, showing myself to at least one person. Not many people let me do that. He was really, really nice. Is it selfish to say I never wanted it to end? Because it's true.
Suddenly, he paused, glancing towards the clock above the door. "Oh God. I'm so sorry, Marv, but I have to go. I really wish I could've stayed longer." He rose from his seat. "I'll try to come back, okay? I swear. I'm not just gonna leave you hanging. You're a really sweet kid. Nicer than most of the ones here. Don't tell them I said that though. I'll see you later, kiddo."
"Bye Christian." I replied, trying to hide my disappointment.
He hurried out of the room, ruffling my hair before leaving. That was pretty wild, to say the least. It definitely left me feeling much better than before. Even gave me some hope in a better life. If he came back..there was a chance that he'd adopt me. I would have a real home and real dad. My life would be perfect. Let's just hope it works out.
an: wow, that was a doozy, huh? hopefully marv will get adopted. thanks for reading!
