A/N: I have decided to post this story, finally, but I don't have a solid name for it yet. I warn you, the readers of this fic, this is a weird fic. It has elements from my real life but also made up things to make it more interesting. To clear things up now, I am not really adopted, but for the sake of this fic, lets just say I am. If you are confused on whether something is real or not, please ask them, I will answer them.
Disclaimer: the only thing in this story I own is myself.
This is the story of my really messed up life. I will take you back to when I was simply a 13 year old little girl in 8th grade. Be prepared though, it is a little awkward.
It was a lovely day in the end of March, the sun was shinning in Michigan and spring break was only a few days away. I sat in my history class and listened to my teacher talk through a slide show of the revolutionary war. I looked out the window to zone out before I started doodling. I had a strange feeling as I started to draw my OC Eden.
"Becky!" My almost twin said from infront of me.
"Yeah, Becca?" I said as I looked up from my drawing. You see Becca and I both had the same first and middle names, liked the same kinds of music, and looked kind of a like. Well if you gave me long hair it would be even more, but with my short hair there is a little bit of a difference.
"You had to leave at a specific time today didn't you?" Becca questioned.
"Um, I think so." I replied unsure. I couldn't remember, my memory was never great, I was lucky if I remembered what the teacher had said the assignment was or what the homework was or even if we had any.
"Well, look at the clock." Becca said sternly. She knew my memory wasn't good and looked out for me.
"Mrs. Moorey, please send Becky Taylor to the office, with her things." One of the secretaries voice came across the speaker.
"Can do." Mrs. Moorey replied and gave me a nod. I got up to leave only to be boxed in by Matt, my ex boyfriend.
"Where ya going, huh?" Matt said. The boy didn't realize that I actually really needed to leave and get out of there.
"Just move Matt." I said with ice dripping from my voice.
"Um, let me think about it, ah, no." Matt said. He was being an asshole and everyone knew it.
"What do you want me to do then, that will get you to move?" I said with clenched teeth. I hated his guts. He had cheated on me for the last three months of our relationship, with another guy, and hadn't told me about it until about a month before the relationship ended. That was back in November and I still hadn't forgiven him for any of it, even though we were supposed to 'stay friends'.
"Just MOVE!" I almost yelled so that the whole room could hear.
"Matt, let Becky out, if not, we will be getting another call from the office asking where she is, and then I will get in trouble for your stubbornness to let her out of her seat." Mrs. Moorey rambled on enough to get Matt to move. I slide out from my prison rushed to the door. As I was walking out of the door I gave Mrs. Moorey a nod of thanks.
I made it to the office within two minutes of escaping the classroom. I walked in to see what all of this was about.
"Please go into Mrs. Dunsford's office, your parents are already there." One of the secretaries said as I entered. I walked straight into the office and shut the door behind me.
"Becky, we need to tell you something." My dad said.
"What is it?" I said a little scared, this could be about anything.
"Well, two things really." My dad said.
"Just tell me already." I said getting annoyed already.
"Well, first of all, those lumps on your brother's neck, they are cancer the doctors say." Dad said and I just nodded, the reality of that would hit me later.
"And what's the other thing?" I said still really annoyed.
I didn't catch much of what my dad said to me next. The only words I caught were "You're" and "Adopted".
"Are we done with this now? Because I have better things to be doing right now then to be sitting here being told these things." I said as I got out to leave.