Adopted by O2L

Adoption Day

Taylor's POV

"Tay. Tay. Tay. Taylor. Get up!"

Someone hits me in the face with a pillow.

Ugh. Can't a girl sleep? I roll over and see my roommate Jenna standing there.

"What do you want Jenna? It's like 8:00 in the morning."

"It's 12:00 and its adoption day so if you don't get your ass downstairs in 30 minutes, Ms. Rider is going to kill you."

Shit!

I pushed Jenna out of our room so I could take a shower and get dressed.

I'm Taylor Sage. I don't have a last name because I haven't been adopted yet. Not that I mind. I'm not great with new people.

I put on a O2L shirt that has a picture of them in a heart and black denim shorts.

I looked in the mirror and once I decided I was presentable, I went downstairs for breakfast

----- Skip to adoption part cause I'm lazy to write the details of eating-----

Ms. Rider, the head mistress of the adoption center, had us in different sections based on what age we were. Me and Jenna were the oldest, being in the 13 and up.

Several couples came in and they all adopted children under 15. Even Jenna got adopted. She is 13 so she wasn't too old for them.

Apparently there was a special guest coming to adopt today but could care less so I stalked the Troyler tag on Tumblr.

"Taylor! Get off your device thing and come meet this lovely young man." Oh no. The last thing I want is to live with a boy with me being the only girl.

I was snapped out of it when he came up to me.

He seemed familiar, but he was wear sunglasses and a snapback so I couldn't really tell. He interviewed me basically for about 10 minutes and then all of a sudden he pulled of his sunglasses and SnapBack and I recognized him immediately.

"Holy crap you're JC Caylen!" He laughs.

"Yes and your Taylor Caylen."

I got really excited. "Wait..you mean?"

"I'm adopting you!"

No. Flipping. Way.

"Yes. Flipping. Way."

"I said that out loud?"

"Yup."

Whoops.

"Now Taylor, go pack your things." Ms. Rider instructs me.

"Ok."

I didn't have much. Just a couple of shirts and pants. I packed my electronics and the chargers along with my secret stash of Nutella.

"Alright let's go." Jc or Dad said. It's going to be weird calling him that.

"Bye the way, nice shirt." he said smirking.

Oh, right. I was wearing an O2L shirt. Out of all the days I could've worn this shirt I pick today.

We get into Ricky's car. I recognize it from their videos.

"So why did you guys want to adopt anyway?" I ask.

"Well, we decided that if we were going to live without any adults, we needed something to make us grow and mature."

I nod. "Well if you were looking for a mature kid go back to the orphanage." I chuckle.

"Considering what you've been through, I consider you to be pretty mature."

I become quiet. I wasn't abused or anything, but that doesn't mean that my history isn't horrible.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you." He says. He looks really concerned.

"No it's ok."

We pull up to their house. Well. Time to meet my new family.