Okay, so this is my first fan fiction ever. I want this to be the best it can be so please review . Also this will turn into a Avengers fanfic so i want everyone to know that I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FROM THE AVENGERS- MARVEL DOES. HOWEVER THE PLOT AND NEW CHARACTERS ARE MINE! Okay so now that that is over with i don't want to bore you with anymore comments so on with the story!
It has been another year. Another year of not being adopted. Another year of being invisible. Another year of bullies. Another year of not knowing what my future possessed. Another year has passed since my mother had died. Another year had passed since my father had told me it was my fault. And another year had passed since I believed him.
My name is Valerie Roswell. How ironic. In Latin my name, Valerie, stands for strong and healthy when that is the farthest from what I feel. I have been stuck in an orphanage for the last four years of my life. Four years wasted if you ask me. Four years ago my mother died in a car accident from a drunk driver running a red light. She was on her way to pick me up from school- to take me to my birthday dinner. Shortly after my father told me that it was all my fault because it was my birthday and I refused to ride the bus. I told her that she had to come pick me up. At the time I was only 11. My mother and father were my only family. Once she died, my father disowned me. He gave me to social services.
Now, at the orphanage, all I have are my masks. The masks that I created myself to hide my pain, my sorrow, myself. If you ask anyone else, they would tell you I am just the smart girl who doesn't have a care in the world. Who is always having fun. Who could win any argument with the blink of an eye. Who has an an unholy amount of sarcasm built up in her. I envy that girl. She seems so perfect compared to me-the real me, yet I constructed my masks to reflect her perfectly. But I am certainly not her. I may be smart, sarcastic, and argumentative like her, but she is not me. She is happy, I am heartbroken. She has hope, I am hopeless. She is smart, I am a genius who hides it. She has friends who know her, I have friends who don't understand me. I am stuck in a orphanage.
Today is my birthday once more. The day that should bring me happiness and joy. The day that should bring me presents and birthday cake. The day that I should be with my parents. But I get none of that. All I get is loneliness, sadness, and regret. Here at the orphanage, they don't do squat for your birthday. Not that I mind. I don't need anyone to remind me what happened four years ago on this date.
"Valerie sweety? You are not going to miss another visiting day are you? Hurry up and get down stairs, the parents will be here any moment." Mrs. Lesley said as she ripped me from my thoughts. Before I could respond I heard the fast paced cling of her high heels against the stairs indicating that she was rushing down the stairs.
As Mrs. Lesley had said, today was visiting day. Or lie day as I like to call it in my head. All we do on visiting days is lie. The staff at the orphanage tell us that we older kids have a chance at being adopted too - LIE. The parent tell me that I was their second choice-LIE. The staff tells the parents that the kids are always well behaved-LIE. Its all lies. everyone lies on visiting day. And everyone has to attend. Even those that have no chance of being adopted. Those people would be Kate(14), Trinity(14), and Edward(16). Kate and Trinity are twins and they are the closest people on the planet to ever come even close to figuring out the true me. I feel as if the get me the most even though they don't know me at all.
Edward is a different story. He is the bully of the orphanage. He likes to act like he is the boss, and control everybody. He is the only one to not put on a mask on visiting day. Everyone else puts one there best mask so they seem perfect. He doesn't. He is the only one who acts the same around the parents as he does around everyone else. He acts as if he doesn't want to be adopted.
"Valerie hurry up! The parents are here!" Mrs. Lesley called up the stairs as I was coming out of the older girls room.
"I'm coming" I told her as I rushed down the stairs in fake enthusiasm, for I knew that this will just be another day of my life wasted.
Please tell me that's not as horrible as I think it is. I'm so excited! my first fanfic! I hope everyone likes it. There will be more chapters coming soon so pleas review so that this story will be the best that it can be. I am open to any idea.