New Beginning Another Hope

Serena Paris Young was 8 when her dad died of cancer, and 3 months later her mum committed suicide. I had to mature a lot and I was taken away to a foster home. i've been there since i was 8 and the day i get adopted i just had to be clumsy me and trip on a stair and fall into a guys arms (luckily he caught me). What will happen? Who adopts her? you'll have to read to find out!!

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3. ADOPTION DAY:

Serena’s P.O.V

 

*10 years later*(serena is 18 now)

 

“Serena wake up, wake up serena, SERENA GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP THERE IS A GUY COMING TO SEE GIRLS BETWEEN THE AGES OF 13 AND 19.” Amber says while jumping on my bed. “I sware when I’m up and dressed I’m going to get you. You know I never get pick so I don’t think I will go.” I say a little bit annoyed and upset by the truth. “ But serena, please come, even if it is just for me because you love me.” Amber asks pleading giving me a puppy dogface. DAMM WHY CAN’T I SAY NO TO THAT FACE. Ahh its sooo annoying. “ Fine but get out so I can get dressed.” And with that amber left and I’m picking something to wear. I finally decide on and superhero them today so I put on a bat man tank top, black shorts, black vans, a batman necklace, a black lace bow, a ear cliff and grab my batman purse and head down stairs.


When I’m half way down the hallway, amber comes out and scares me and I scream at the top of my lungs. “OHH ITS ON, LIKE DONKY KONG!!” I say and chase after her. She may be fast but I’m faster and more flexible and have a quicker reaction time so I will bet her, there’s just one problem, I’m the clumsiest person you’ll ever meet. When we got to the stairs I new I would get except when she reached the bottom I was half way down and trip on air, witch made me go flying into a man, luckily he caught me and I eminently said sorry.

“Girls in-between the ages of 13 and 19 please come down to the foyer” Mrs. Linda Shouted. I walked away after saying I’m sorry again then lined up, then the man I ran into earlier and Mrs. Linda walked in then when she told us what is happening we want indifferent directions to sit and wait for him to come up to and ask questions and stuff but like every time I go to the back put in headphones and listen to my music and sing softly to myself, waiting till they leave not even coming over to me, so that’s why I have my headphones and music now. I closed my eyes like normal but the light went dark and I could tell someone was hovering over me, I just hope they didn’t hear me sing. I open my eyes and see that man he sits down next to me and says his name is Simon Cowell and then starts asking me questions like my favorite bands and my favorite superhero and other things like that. He then got up and says excuse me. A few minutes later Mrs. Linda calls for me to pack my bags I’m getting adopted. I ran up stairs and start to pack when I’m half way though Simon comes in and helps me then he gets a call and says he has to take it so he leaves. I finish packing and go down stairs. “Serena your not going to forget me are you?” “No Amber I’ll text you sometime when I get the chance, ok?” “Sure Serena” Amber says sadly. We hugged one last time and then I went out side and saw a huge PINK limo waiting us. We got in and “Serena?” Mr. Cowell asks. “Yes Mr. Cowell?” “You can call me dad.” “Ok, yes dad?” I asked happily. “I’m going to ask you a few questions.” “Ok, dad.”

“What’s your favorite color?” “Pink”

“What’s your favorite band or artist?’’ “One Direction, Ed Sheeran, Little Mix, Selena Gomaz, Adele.”

“What’s your favorite animal?’’ “Turtle”

“What’s your favorite movie?’’ “Don’t have one”

“What’s your favorite superhero?” “BATMAN”

“What’s your favorite song or songs?” “Little things, last first kiss, A team, wings, who says, someone like you and a few more”

“What’s your favorite food?” “Anything but not seafood”

“What are your hobbies?” “Singing, karate, roller-skating, skate boarding, surfing, playing guitar (electric and acoustic)/bass, piano and drums.”

“ok well were at the airport so lets get out and onto the plane.”

“Were are we going?” I ask a little confused. “Were going to London in a privet jets.” Dad said. “Ok, how long is the flight?” “Only a few hours” dad said. “K.” We get on and sit down. We are in the air now and dad and me walk over to the couches in the plane. “ Cupcake?” dad asks. O.M.F.G I love my nickname from dad. “Yes daddy?” I ask. “I have some things for you, an iPhone 5, and these keys. You get the rest when we get home.” “OMG, thank you, but what are the keys for?” “They are for your new car, also do you mind if we share the house with some of my clients?” “Really and no I would not mind.” “Yes cupcake and cool, I think you will like them.’’ I was about to ask who they were when the pilot came on the loud speaker saying that we had to go back to our seats and buckle up.

*On the way to the house*

“ Cupcake can you please sing for me?” dad asks. “Um, I don’t know I’m not that good.” “Please, you are good I heard a bit when you had your eyes closed and your headphones in.” “ok, fine dad”

 

"Pompeii"

 

Eh-eh-o eh-o [4x]

 

I was left to my own devices

Many days fell away with nothing to show

 

And the walls kept tumbling down

In the city that we love

Grey clouds roll over the hills

Bringing darkness from above

 

But if you close your eyes,

Does it almost feel like

Nothing changed at all?

And if you close your eyes,

Does it almost feel like

You've been here before?

How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

 

We were caught up and lost in all of our vices

In your pose as the dust settles around us

 

And the walls kept tumbling down

In the city that we love

Grey clouds roll over the hills

Bringing darkness from above

 

But if you close your eyes,

Does it almost feel like

Nothing changed at all?

And if you close your eyes,

Does it almost feel like

You've been here before?

How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

If you close your eyes

 

Eh-eh-o eh-o [4x]

 

Oh where do we begin?

The rubble or our sins?

Oh where do we begin?

The rubble or our sins?

 

And the walls kept tumbling down

In the city that we love

Grey clouds roll over the hills

Bringing darkness from above

 

But if you close your eyes,

Does it almost feel like

Nothing changed at all?

And if you close your eyes,

Does it almost feel like

You've been here before?

How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

 

If you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?

 

Eh-eh-o eh-o [4x]

 

Simon’s P.O.V

“So, what did you think?” Serena Asks, and I’m just gobsmaked. “Cupcake that was amazing, better then one direction or little mix, or a lot of artist and you didn’t even have music.” I say and I can see her blush. 

 

A/N: hey sorry if this chapter is crap i wanted to finish before i went to bed.

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