A/N
I'm not dead. I would perfer to pre-write this book to make it better. So if this part is horrible, please don't be mad!
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(Y/N)'s POV
I woke up to yelling and my door rattling. Great...
Slowly, I moved a white piece of cardboard and climbed out onto my balconey. Then, I moved the board back into place and walked to the edge. I crawled into a tree and climbed down. I walked to the Starbucks across the street and got a (f/d). I walked back to the orphanage. I walked inside and went up to my room. I opened the door, quietly, and walked in. Scott and Mitch are banging on my closet door. Mrs. Daylyn is at the window smirking at me. I put my finger to my lips, signaling for her to stay quiet. She nodded. I walked up behind the boys."SCOTTIE! MITCHIE! HOW ARE YOU TWO FINE BOYS?!", I yelled in their ears laughing. They jump.
"HEY! WE'RE NOT BOYS! WE'RE MEN!", Scott yelled back.
"YEAH! WE ARE MEN!", Mitch replied.
"Really? Cause you were acting like little boys.", I stated," I'm (Y/N). No point in telling me who you are if I already know you and why you are here! So...?"
"So... what?", Mitch asked.
(DUMMY) I thought.
"WHO ARE YOU GETTING, YOU DUMMY?!", I yelled."That is no way to talk to your Mama, now is it?", Scott replied.
No.
Nope.
Nopeity.
Nope.
No.
Nope.
I refuse to beleive this.
No.
Nopey.
Nu-uh.
NO.
YES!!!!
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FanfictionWhen (Y/N) was little, she lost her family in a car wreak. Ever since then, she hasn't been the same. The wreak changed her voice so now she can hit all the notes when singing. One day, Mitch Grassi and Scott Hoying come looking for someone to adopt...