Chapter 1

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Chealsee's POV

Hi. I'm Chealsee Rain Smith. I'm 5'7. I'm 17. I'm a senior in high school. I live in LA. I look like this:

I got dressed in this:

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I got dressed in this:

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I brushed my teeth. I fixed my hair. I went to high school. I went inside. A girl tripped me. Gavin's brothers caught me. "Thanks." I said.
"No problem." Gavin's brothers said.
They helped me up. I went to my locker. I unlocked my locker. I grabbed my first text book and a pencil. I went inside with my book and pencil. I put them on my desk. Gavin came in. I noticed him. "Have you seen my brothers?" Gavin asked me.
"Yeah. They helped me." I said.
"Okay. What's your name?"
"Chealsee."
"You're pretty." He said.
"Thanks." I said.
My best friend came in. I look at her. She sat down in her seat. I was lonely. The boy class mates came in. "Why are boys in this class?" I mouthed to my best friend.
"The sub is a woman." She mouthed back to me.
I saw the sub. It was Mrs. Ivy. I left the class. I went to Gavin's house. I saw Gavin and his family about to eat breakfast. "Why aren't you at school?" Gavin asked.
"Mrs. I'm a jerk is following me." I said.
"Oh the sub?"
"Yeah. Her. She went to elementary school with me and high school. She's like my stalker."
"Where did you move from?" He asked.
"Kingston, Arkansas is where I lived first then Harrison, Arkansas then Jasper, Arkansas and then Alpena, Arkansas." I said.
"Where were you born?"
"In Pennsylvania."
"What city?" He asked.
"Sayre." I said.
"Where is that?"
"The last town in Pennsylvania before you cross into New York."
"Okay." He said.
"Can you homeschool me?" I asked his parents.
"Sure. What grade are you in?" His family asked.
"A senior in high school."
"Sorry but you need your parents permission."
"I have no parents and my grandparents are in Arkansas." I said.
"Wait a minute so you're an orphan?" They asked.
"Yeah."
"That's sad."
"I only have 1 friend at high school." I said.
"Okay." They said.
"No one else likes me. I have to go back to the adoption agency."
"Wait a minute mom can we adopt her?" Gavin asked.
"I'm sorry but we don't have enough money." His mom said.
I went back to the adoption agency. I went into my room. I wrote a letter to my parents. I cried while doing it. It just hurt. I need help. Gavin came in. "Are you crying?"
"Yeah. I had a very bad childhood. My stepdad raped me and my biological father beat me up." I said crying.
Gavin hugged me. "I'm going to get you out of here." Gavin said. "Just let me make some phone calls."
I called Why Don't We's manager. He answered. "Hi."
"Hi sweetheart. What's wrong?" Their manager said sounding worried.
"It's the annivesary of my mom's death so I just started writing this letter while crying." I said crying.
"Do I need to send the boys over there?"
"Probably."
The boys came over with their wallets. Gavin noticed. They noticed Gavin. "You have company." The boys said.
"Come here." I said crying.
Gavin went to the lobby. The boys came in. "I've got you." Daniel said.
"This is the day that I lost the only person that was nice to me."
"We know but why was he calling you sweetheart?"
"It's my nickname but my actual name is Chealsee Rain." I said.
"Wait a minute your middle name is nature?" Jonah asked. "I like you so why don't we adopt you."
"Guys you have to be a millionaire to adopt me."
"Let me make a call to Nick Carter."
"The yougest Backstreet Boy member?" I asked.
"Yeah." Jonah said calling Nick Carter.
"Hello?" Nick asked.
"We need your help."
"With what?"
"There's this teenage girl that needs to be adopted and we don't have enough money to adopt her." Jonah said.
"So you want me to adopt her?" Nick asked.
"Yeah."
"I'll talk to Howie and see if he can adopt her."
Nick hang up. Jonah looked at me. Daniel sat down on my bed. I cried on Daniel's chest. He noticed. "You're going to get adopted." Daniel said.
"No one wants me." I said crying on his shoulder.
"That's not true."
"No one wants a teenager."
Howie called Jonah. Jonah answered. "Why is Nick asking me to adopt someone?" Howie asked.
"Her parents died recently so she was put up for adoption." Jonah said.
"What does she look like?"
"Dark brown almost black hair and blue eyes."

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