Adopted by the Ro'Meaves (Aphmau MyStreet PDH Fanfic)

Chapter 5

B/n=Brother name

~Y/n~

The girl came up to me instead of walking past me like the other girls. "Nice to see you again Y/n. I guess you finally got adopted." Said the girl with an evil-like (mean girl kind of) laugh. "Come on Rosy!" The pink haired girl called to the 11-year-old. That confirms it. I thought I'd never have to see her ever again. "Why is there an 11-year-old in highschool?" Travis asked no one really. I ignored him. I just stood there wide-eyed, shocked. "Also, do you know her?" Travis asked me.

"There's no way. There's no way she can be here. She shouldn't be here. What if they are here too?" I kept mumbling to myself. I was pretty much having a mental breakdown right now. "Y/n? Are you okay? You look pale." Travis asked. I mostly ignored him. I felt tears in my eyes. Seeing her brought back my pain. It also made me worry for my safety and the safety of my new family. I sat in a ball against the locker. "No. No I'm not okay." I answered Travis' question.

"What's wrong?" He asked. "That- that was m-my sister." I said. This time, I was stuttering because I was shy. I'm actually comfortable talking to Travis. We had talking the whole time we were walking. I was stuttering because I'm scared. "What's going on here?" I heard Garroth's voice ask Travis. I looked up to see Garroth. "I don't know. She just said that was her sister. That's all she told me." Travis said, pointing down the hallway at the still visible Rosy.

"What? You had a sister?" Garroth asked me. I was crying so I couldn't answer. Garroth helped me up. He then hugged me. "It's okay. I'm here for you." He said. He really sounded like a big brother. He sounded like my old big brother. My dead big brother. "Come on, we have to go to class." Garroth said. He was right. He let me go and I wiped my tears. Him and Travis walked me to my next class since they are also on this class. I sat in front of Garroth and behind Travis. I then saw Laurence walk in the class.

He sat beside Garroth and diagonal from me. "Hey Y/n." He said. I waved. The next person to walk in this class was the one who had me in tears before. Rosy. She took the seat beside me (to my left) and in front of Laurence. "Is it just me or does she look too young for highschool?" Laurence whisper-asked me and Garroth while pointing at Rosy. I think she could hear him. "That's because I AM technically too young for highschool. I'm just 3 grades ahead." Rosy said.

"Either way, why would that concern you?" She asked Laurence rudely. "It doesn't but-" Garroth cut Laurence off. "Hey, don't be so rude. He was just surprised someone so young would be here." Said Garroth. "Shut up. Mind your own buissness." Said Rosy. "Hey! Be nice to my brother!" I yelled at Rosy. Shoot. "So that's who you replaced B/n with." She said. "I did not replace anyone!" I snapped. "What's going on?" Laurence asked. "That little brat is- was my sister." I answered.

"Then why didn't you two get adopted together?" He asked. "Because she was never up for adoption." I answered. "But-" I Cut Laurence off. "Long story." I said. "Not really. Our parents just lived me more." Said Rosy. "Well no duh." I mumbled to myself. No one seemed to hear. Good.

~Laurence~

I don't quite understand what's going on here. If those two are sisters, why do they seem to hate each other? Why was Y/n the only one up for adoption? Why is an 11-year-old in highschool!?

~Y/n~

The teacher walked in the class so we all stopped talking. That class fell like it took forever. It was Geography. I could barely pay attention. I was too distracted thinking about Rosy. I was also thinking about what she said. Is Garroth really just a replacement for B/n? I didn't consider him to be. I mean, Garroth is his own person. Bit still, he does remind me of B/n. Especially earlier in the hall. No! Stop thinking about that! Ugh! Rosy is just trying to get under my skin! The worst part is, it's almost working!

The class ended and it was lunch time. Finally I can get away from her. I pushed all the events with Rosy to them back of my mind and turned back into my Antisocial self. I was still shy around everyone but my brothers and now Travis. I sat at the table with Garroth, Vylad, Laurence, Travis, Dante, and Aphmau. I sat quietly. Tat didn't last long since everyone decided they want to me ask me questions. "So, can you tell us a bit about yourself?" Aphmau asked.

"U-um. S-sure." I answered. "I l-like the colour f/c, I like s-singing, I-I'm 14 years old, I've been i-in an orphanage for t-two years." I listed some things while stuttering. "What happened to your confident voice from before?" Laurence asked. "I'm very shy around p-people. I was only using that voice because I snapped." I answered. "Not a 'people person'?" Aphmau asked. I nodded. "Fair enough." She said. "I wasn't either at the beginning of the year." She added. We talked for the rest of lunch. I didn't talk much unless someone asked a question like what my favourite food is or what sports I like and stuff.

The rest of the day was easy. I went to my classes. There was always someone from the group at lunch that was in the class with me. That was nice because I became more comfortable talking to them and being around them. Now it's time for my last class of the day. Werewolf class? Why? Meh, whatever. I headed to the class. Wait. No one from that group was a werewolf. Oh no. I may be alone. I walked into the class and was happy to see a familiar face. Aphmau.