I sat down on the couch with my phone in my sweaty palms. In the orphanage screaming and crying kids were running everywhere while my big brother and I were calm. My brother isn't my real brother. He was my real brother's bestfriend. My real brother; Drake left the orphanage 2 years ago and all I have is Dustin Jonas, Drake's bestfriend. I had a horrible 16 year life. It sucked , until Miss Roslina called out my name and Dustin's name. "Dustin Jonas! Lindsy Jones! You're being adopted," She said. We looked up not even caring.