I Can't Change

Alice is almost 18 years old. But she was stuck in the orphanage for one more week. And she got adopted by a man names Paul. What happens?


2. make yourself at home

I wake up and see I'm still on the plane. I look at the time. I have ten minutes left. I type rapidly on my computer. I had do something quickly. I had to erase my history. Don't think it's nasty stuff cause its not it's secret stuff. Also it's for clothes and crap like that. Come on not every store sells these things. So once that's done I power down my laptop and shove it in my carry on. I power down my phone and unplug the head phones put them in a side pocket and put my phone in my jacket pocket. Soon the lands. I get off the stupid plane and go to baggage claim. And I go to the McDonalds were I am suppose to meet up with this guy. I go searching for the resturant.  After about ten minutes I finally find it.

"Excuse me sir are you Paul?" I ask politely.

"Yes I am. You must be Alice." He says standing up. Hmm. Looks ok. But not at all like a rapist. I smile.

"Come sit sit. I'll buy you some breakfast." I get two egg mcmuffins and a chocolate latte. When I finish he gets up.

"Are you coming?" He asks with a smile.

"Yeah. Yeah." I say and I get up and grab my bags and go to his van? Strange.

"Do you mind me asking why do you have a van? Do you have more kids?" I ask.

"No I don't. But you could say I do." He says with a chuckle. Nut job. He drives for thirty boring minutes and we finally get to his reasonably large house. Must be rich. He walks out of the car and he told me that we will get my stuff later. And he takes me out to his back yard. It's very nice. In ground swimming pool complete with a slide and diving board. Evenly cut grass and a really big porch. I go up on the porch and he asks if I want tea. I say yes and a few minutes later he comes back with two mugs of tea.

"So what is it that you do?" He asks me handing me my mug.

"What do you mean?" I ask confused.

"Job wise." He says.

"I worked at a recording studio. So I'm familiar with the soundboard." I say."What do you do?"

"I'm a body guard slash dad to five teenage boys." He says. What?

"Slash dad? Five teenage boys?" I say completely confused.

"I work for a band." He says.

"Ohh see that makes more sense." I say. We talk more. I want to know what band but I just ask. "So why if you look after five boys most of the time why would you want a teenage girl?"

"These boys are so hard to manage and I thought that if I had a girl to help me out with them. And your around all of there ages. And ones just a little older than you. Like by a month. You could help them steer in the right direction." He says with a chuckle at the end.

"Well can I unpack?" I ask.

"Yeah. Your favorite color is like a dark purple right?" He asks.

"Yeah and black is my second and zebra is my favorite print." I say as we get my bags out of the car.

"Good because that's what's in your room." He says. He opens the door and I walk in. He leads me up the stairs.

"Make yourself at home." He says opening the door of my bedroom.

"Thank you Paul." I say giving him a one armed hug.

"It's really no problem. I had a little help." He says smiling and I go into the room. And throw myself on the bed. It's so comfortable. I unpack. This guy doesn't hover. I like him. I like him a lot. Then there is a knock on my door just as I finish.

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