Adopted by a band...

part 1- adopted

(A/N) Viewers? I really don't know how to start this... I'm new here, not on wattpad but in the writing stuff (?) yeahhhh... So here's what I got.

I jolted awake from my sleep. I had sweat on my forehead dripping into my eyes. I had a nightmare and I was trapped inside it. I was being chased, by my dad, into his basement where he beat me up until I was unconscious. I got up and got ready for the day. After I got out of my shower, I put on my Black Veil Brides t-shirt and my black skinny jeans. I put on all of my bracelets on my wrist to cover my ugly scars. I slipped on my socks and black Converse. I sigh as I look in my dusty mirror.

Why do I have look so fucking ugly... I thought to myself.

"Everyone from ages 11-15 downstairs in an hour!" Mrs. Hadley's voice boomed through the speakers in the building.

"Great more people rejecting me as being their child..." I mumbled as I grabbed my guitar and sat on my bed.

I started singing I See Fire by Ed Sheeran. A couple people banged on my door and yelled at me to shut up, but I completely ignored them. I focused on the chords and the lyrics.

After I finished I heard clapping, I looked up and saw four guys standing there smiling.

One had semi-long blonde hair styled up, he had a lip ring and beautiful blue eyes. He was wearing a red flannel with a cut up Nirvana shirt, along with ripped skinny jeans. I have to admit he looked pretty hot.

The one standing next to him had black hair with blonde tips. He wore a NASA shirt, that was also ripped up, as his jeans were too.

The one next to him had black hair with a red and blue streak in it, along with a feather. He was wearing a green day shirt and black jeans.

Then the last one had on a greenish-grey pony shirt on. His chestnut brown hair was pulled back into a bun. His Jean looked like their women skinny jeans. His clothes were ripped up also.

"Who are you? And why are you in my room," I asked while putting my guitar down.

"We're here to adopt you," they all screamed and smiled brightly. My heart stopped and I knocked over my guitar.

Why me? Why Four boys?!

A/N I hope I did well! I'm not so good at these things.. 😔😔 but I guess I did an okay job.

My goal is. Don't have one never mind. Lol night beautiful fam