Adopted

Interview Time

A/N THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH FOR THE 1K READS!!!! I never thought my little fanfiction would get this far.
Remember, I wrote this when their album was not out. Before the Interview was posted before that beautiful album was released. This is just like a part two to that chapter/day. Just so y'all do not get confused.
  How's the new cover?
So, thank you, again. I hope you enjoy!

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"Hello, how may I- Oh. It's you guys." Says a lady from the front desk in a very rude way.

"Excuse me, that was very rude. I think I can speak for everyone when I say that we do not appreciate your attitude towards us. Now, please, there is no need to be rude."

"You're being rude!" She yelled at us.

"Oh, I'm being rude? Is being rude asking you, as kindly as I can, to be a little nicer? I don't know what you read, but in my dictionary that is not the definition of rude. I haven't even gone to my full potential of being angry at you yet, so chill. Please." I really am trying here. Isn't that enough? As she was just about to say something back, Dad cut her off.

"Nope, you're done. We're done." With that being said, he took the hands of Scott and I and walked away, the others following. We eventually found someone that didn't 100% dislike us and she pointed us in the right direction.

I am really starting to get ticked off. The only reason these people hate us is because they believe the rumor. The RUMOR! This was never on my bucket list—having a rumor made about me.

Also, let's not forgot to mention, they really said some hurtful things to my dad. He doesn't think I notice, but I do. I can see it in his eyes—the pain. He's so fragile. I can tell that Scott sees this too. I am not trying to say that everyone else are bad friends because they do not notice. They are wonderful friends, more like family. They just, some how, do not see it, that's all.

I am glad we are having this interview today. We all need to speak our minds and explain what was really going on. We are awaiting the signal for us to head out on the stage. I, just now, remembered that this was going on live TV. Anyone, who turns on their TV, can watch this interview. Oh boy. Before I could think about anything else, it was our cue to head on stage. I sat in between Dad and Fath–Scott, I really have to stop doing that. Everyone else around us on the couch.

"Good morning! My name is Jannette Brigid and this morning I am here with," The camera went to our direction, "Pentatonix and this mysterious girl that we have been seeing everywhere. Everywhere, as in, news and social media. Now, I would just like to address this now. I am not a believer of what has been going on, and I think you guys know what I am talking about." We all nodded. I like her, she doesn't seem fake.

"Now, I am very sure you guys would like to clear all that up now. So, go ahead. Tell us what really happened." She said with a polite smile. I looked at my dad to see if I should start. He understood what I meant and nodded out of encouragement for me to talk.

"I guess, I'll start." All eyes were on me, curious of what I had to say. " My name is Skyler Lyric Grassi." Gasps we heard in the audience. Jeez, it's not like I confessed to killing someone, which I did not do.

"Did you adopt, Mitch?" The interviewer asked.

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I did," He said proudly smiling, "as of two weeks ago."

"You see, that makes so much more sense than what all these people were saying. Now, I heard that someone actually became physical with you, Skyler, is that true?" She asked concerned.