adopted by black veil brides

god I hate it here..

     I pulled out my ipod that I may or may not have stole from my friend. Woops. But she got adopted so I guess she wouldnt care. I put in my head phones and opened my music.  I smiled to myself as Knives and Pens blared. God I hate it here. I only have one friend really. Matt was here since he was little just like me. Speaking of the devil here he is. "Becca get your arse up!" he yelled when he noticed my head phones. I smiled and rolled over. I didnt feel like talking right now. Next thing I knew I was being picked up and I screamed. "Matt put me down!" I screamed. "as you wish" I saw him mouth. He dropped me on my bed scaring me half to death. I pulled out my head phones. "what Matt im busy" I said and smiled at him. "well Becca darling" he said with a smirk, "all 15 year olds, girl and boy, have been called down stairs for a group to adopt.  I starred at him and got up and when to my dresser which cobsisted of 8 shirts, 6 pairs of black jeans, and 3 vans.  "i-ill wait outside" Matt said. I put on my black bvb star shirt on with black jeans with ripps in them. I added two bvb I went over to my mirror that I cracked a few weeks back. My raven black hair and blue eyes stared back at me. Wow I look terrible.  I put in a thick coat of eyeliner and a snall amount of war paint on both my arms and my face. Might as well be me eh? I walked down stairs to join the line of 15 year olds.