Peyton:
We pulled up in the driveway. This place is huge! I hopped out the car and walked inside with Jc and Ricky. They left me in the hall to put my stuff in my room. A couple seconds later, a hand fell onto my shoulder. "AAAHH!!" I screamed, elbowing the figure.
"Ouch. Why'd you elbow me?" I turned around to see a guy with brown hair and a nose piercing.
"I'm sorry... You scared me. I'm Peyton." I said sticking my hand out.
"Sorry for scaring you. I'm Kian." Jc came back and looks at Kian who is holding his stomach. "Lets just say, don't scare her." I gulped. He's gonna send me back. But he laughed.
"Finally someone knocks some sense into you." I let out a small chuckle. I was led to a room. Pink...EVERYWHERE. I mean, I may be a girl, but I don't like pink this much. "You don't like it?" Jc asked with a hint of hurt lacing his voice.
"No, no. I like it. But it's A LOT of pink. A little to much."
"Well we can go to the store and pick up some other colors." He said. I nodded and we reached the store within five minutes. Girls were staring at me with either envy or jealousy and it made me a bit uncomfortable.
We got back home and I went and started to repaint my room.
Jc:
The doorbell rang and when I opened it, I was greeted by Lia. "Hey baby." She said hugging me.
"Hey." I said before kissing her. "So, I have a...surprise for you." That sparked a curiosity in her as she followed me to Peyton's room. "This is Peyton. My daughter. Our daughter. Lia curled her lips in disgust.
"A daughter is not a surprise! It's a tragedy." Peyton snapped her head in our direction and narrowed her eyes.
"So is a bitchy girlfriend." She said in reply. I actually had to bite my tongue to prevent myself from laughing. Well, obviously, these two don't like each other.
Lia and I went back downstairs and she turned to me in anger. "You adopted a daughter without my consent? How dare you?!" I frowned.
"Your consent wouldn't even matter Lia. You're 17." She rolled her eyes.
"Whatever Jc. I still don't like or trust her." It was my turn to roll my eyes.
"You know Lia, if you don't like Peyton, you can just dump me." She smirked.
"Then I guess we're done." And she walked out without a second glance. I sighed. Whatever. She has a problem with Peyton? Oh well. I only need one pretty blonde in my life anyway.
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Starting Over(Adopted By Jc Caylen)
أدب الهواةPeyton Hill, a 15 year old orphan, who has had to suffer through to much. She's been at the orphanage since she was eight and doesn't believe she'll get adopted. But then she gets adopted by Jc Caylen. Her life changes for the better....and the wors...
