Yara Marie Barton. A gymnast, a dancer and a S.H.I.E.L.D agent. She just wanted to be a normal teen. When her parents passed away, she set out to continue her gymnastics and dance careers. However, she is adopted by Clint Barton who brought her into...
Adopted. That word sends chills down my spine. I can't stop thinking about the fact that someone is getting adopted. I put a little more effort into how I looked today, Can you blame me? I could be leaving the orphanage.
I have no friends here because everyone had already formed their cliques when I got here. I never really fit in. Everyone came here when they were babies and then you just get me thrown into the mix at age 14. It's like starting out at a new school in high school, not the best. It's been a year now and I still haven't made friends. I spent the time I could be hanging out with friends on practicing dance and gymnastics.
Since I came to the orphanage, I had to quit them both, but I don't want to lose my skills so I practice every moment I can. I'm hoping that if I get adopted, I can take them up again, maybe even at the same studios. If that happened I'd get all my friends back.
Thoughts of all this were ringing in my head when suddenly I was snapped out of it. Ms Garcia was telling us that the family is coming soon so I put on my outfit, some light makeup and my hair in a side braid. My mom always loved makeup and style. She put effort into making sure I was confident in how I looked so when I went to the orphanage, I kept my favorite outfits, my makeup and my phone with all my photos of us.
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Ms Garcia called us again to say that the family was here so I enter the room to find a man and a woman standing together. The lot of us are standing in a row waiting to be chosen.
The man whispers something to the woman and suddenly they are walking towards me. I was very excited before but now I'm just full of nerves. The man spoke first.
"Hi I'm Clint, what's your name?" I don't know what got into me but I am a stuttering mess. "I-I'm Y-Yara." You're blowing it Yara What are you doing! "How old are you Yara?" This time it was the woman speaking. "Fifteen." Finally I'm speaking normally. "I'm Laura by the way." Laura. I like the name. She seems nice so I smile at her and she smiles back. This time Laura whispers something to Clint and he nods.
I heard them talking to Ms Garcia saying that they chose someone and even though I'm pretty sure it's me since I was the only one they talked to, I'm still quite nervous.
"Yara, go pack your bags quickly. Clint and Laura are adopting you." Excited is an understatement. I am OVER THE MOON!!! I'm adopted!!! I'm not gonna show it too much though because even though these people aren't my friends, I still feel bad for them. Clint can definitely see my excitement. He is just laughing to himself at my reaction.
In my purple bag I packed my clothes, all my memories of my parents, my phone, my makeup kits, my gymnastics and dance leotards and my pointe shoes.
I immediately went back to the hall with my bag to see my new parents smiling at me. It felt good to be with them.
The car ride was us getting to know each other. We talked about all sorts of stupid stuff like favorites and just them trying to make sure I didn't feel too awkward.
We arrived at a farm which reminded me a lot about my old home. I was used to the farm vibes but what I wasn't used to was the two little kids no one informed me about. "Hey Lila!" Clint gave the girl a big hug "Hey Cooper!" He then ruffled the little boy's hair. "This is your new sister Yara." "Hi guys!" I said trying to be the least awkward version of me. They both scanned me up and down for a second then decided I was okay "Hi big sis!" That made me smile. Clint and Laura showed me my room and it was so cool. The walls were a light purple. In fact the whole room was purple themed. They couldn't possibly have known that it was my favorite colour, could they?
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I hugged them tightly earning me a tight hug back.
I unpacked my stuff and immediately felt like doing gymnastics so I put on my leotard, went outside and did my floor routine with the music coming from my phone.
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I finished my routine with a layout step out and I got the fright of my life when I turned around and saw Clint standing there watching me with his mouth open. "How did you-?" He was shocked. I'm just shocked he was watching me the whole time. "I'm a gymnast." "Well I figured that out." That caused me to laugh a bit. "Well I've been doing gymnastics and dancing since I was four years old." "That's amazing!" He looked genuinely shocked. Watching his expression was priceless. "What's more amazing is that I would have been going to Olympic qualifiers this year and auditions for a dance tour taking place right after the Olympics if I didn't have to quit." "I'll tell you what, when we get you settled, you can get back into gymnastics and dance." That got me excited. "REALLY?!" I practically screamed with a dumb look on my face. Clint just laughed. "Really." and with that he engulfed me into a tight hug. "You really are a great addition to the Barton family." "Good to be a Barton." I replied with a genuine smile."
