Adopted. -Smosh Fan Fic- ✔COMPLETED

Cry, Cry, Cry!

"Please don't act like a dumbo or say anything mean to my friend, just stand there and do whatever girls do. And don't expect me to be like a big brother or anything." Anthony rants on and on and on and on!

"Listen... I'm the same freaking age as you. Also, I want to be here as much as you want me to be here okay?" I state. It was true though. I was desperately trying to go back to the adoption center.

We walked the rest of the way in silence. When we got to a house, Anthony told me to stay put. I stood there waiting for about 4 minutes before another boy came out with Anthony. They walk in front of me while I drag my feet behind them.

We walk for about 3 minutes before coming up to a park. Anthony said to the boy my name and how boring I was. I kept my promise not to say anything, so I communicated in sign lauguage. Lets say that didn't work.

"What the hell are you doing?! I told you not to act like a dumbo!" he half whispers - half shouts.

"You told me not to say anything, so I'm not." I say. If he thinks that he can control me, he has the wrong idea.

The boy, who's name is Ian, whispers something in Anthony's ear and he begins to laugh. They talk for ages until I get drawn into the conversation.

"Lia, what do your parents do for a living, or are they dead?" Anthony laughs. That dipshit. I feel tears in my eyes. Please don't cry Lia. Be strong!!

"Oh dear! Little Lia crying. Does she want her mommy? Good luck with that!" He mimics a little childs voice.

"Maybe thats why nobody likes you. You cry all the time. Cry cry cry." Why won't he shut up! What's his problem with me? If he doesn't like me, fair enough, but teasing me about my parents being dead, thats not nice.

"Dude, cut it off. Can't you see she's upset?!" Whispers Ian. Finally! Someone is standing up for me.

"Oh well! She'll live... Unlike her PARENTS!!" And with that, Anthony bursts out laughing. Now I am fighting back tears.

"Don't cry Lia. Nothing to DIE about! Hey Ian... Whats worse than one dead parent?" He asks. Before Ian could answer, I punch Anthony round the face.

"Oops... Looks like your face doesn't get any prettier if I try to re-shape it!" I shout. I turn on my heel and walk away, trying not to cry. After I am out of their sight, I run back 'home'. It's not really home.

Surprisingly, I find my way quite quickly. I knock on the door as Anthony has the keys, and as it opens, I barge right through, nearly knocking Mrs Padilla backwards. I quickly apologize and run to my room.

I hate it here. I'd much prefer the adoption centre.

"Lia. Where is Anthony? I thought he was showing you round town?" Asks Mrs Padilla.

"He's readjusting his ugly face" I reply between sobs. "He and his ugly face should be here soon!" As if on cue, I hear the front door open, and slam shut. Mrs Padilla, who I assume, goes to see Anthony. I hear muffled shouting and then silence. Either I'm going to get put back to the adoption centre, or I'm going to get killed. I think the last option has my name written all over it.. Great!

"Lia? Would you mind coming down here for a moment?" Shouts Mrs Padilla. Yeah, I'm dead. I slowly walk downstairs, and see Anthony lying on the couch with an ice pack on his nose. The deathly silence when I enter makes me think they are going to transform into massive vampires and eat me whole! That's definitly going to happen.

"First off Lia, why did you choose to punch Anthony round the face instead of talking to him?" She asks calmly.

"Because he was making fun of my dead parents. And he wouldn't let me speak." I reply, slowly.

Mrs Padilla looked at him, in a way that means 'Is that true?'. He shrugs his shoulder. He knows its true! He said all the things about them!!

"Anyway. This isn't what I wanted to talk to you about Lia. I want to talk to you ab-"

"You sending me back to the adoption centre?" I interrupt.

"No. You are going to school tomorrow with Anthony. I expect you and him to walk together there and back. No detours." She says smoothly. What... The hell. Us. Walking. Detours? I can't walk with HIM!

The Next Day! -----

I roll out of bed. How I hate waking up early. I change and go downstairs. On the couch is a backpack with school things in it. It has a sticky note on it with my name on it. Anthony comes in and gives me the death stare whilst making himself some toast. I ignore him and go to find some shoes.

After waiting for Anthony eat his breakfast, slowly brush his teeth, drag his feet along to his school bag, we finally leave the house.

"I will not help you find your classes. You cannot hang about with me. The only thing I shall do for you, is show you to reception. If I haven't died- I mean, been hurt by then, then I might let you stay with me for today. If you meet me outside the cafeteria at the end of the day, we will walk home. Okay?" Anthony rambles. I nod, and we arrive. I get sent into reception and told where I was going for homeroom, lessons and a list of after school activities.

I walked down the hallway, which was empty as the bell had gone for homeroom. I glaced into each classroom. Where the hell is room 25B? I walk for a little while before bumping into someone.

"Hey! Why aren't you in homeroom?" Says a girl.

"Oh. I'm new and kind of lost. Do you know where 25B is?" I ask.

"Hey. Thats my homeroom too! What grade are you in?" She says.

"9th grade. You?"

"Same! I'll show you to room 25B. I'm Alishia by the way."

"I'm Lia." We walk in silence.

"Here it is! Whatever you do, don't annoy Mr. Olivers. He gets really mad." And with that, Alishia left.

I knock on the door. The whole room looked at me like I have just murdered somebody.

"Ah! Lia Fernandez, right? I'm Mr. Olivers. Please take a seat at the back." Mr Olivers said. Guess who I had to sit next to...

Anthony.

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