Okay, just before I get started, I did not copy the title off of the book "About Average", it is a lovely book, but no, I didn't tend to copy. So please, no rude reviews saying that I copied, I just thought that the title is what fits best with this story. The girl that Olivia adopts is based off of me, her whole life is based off of mine, except for the fact that I was never put up for adoption! This story will be written in different view points, Olivia's view point that is first person, the adopted girls point that is also first person, and the always so ever boring narrator in third person obviously. I may not be updating as fast as I did in the summer because I just started fifth grade and it's a big thing for me, being the oldest kid in elementary school, the ones who everyone looks up to. I hope you enjoy chapter 1 of About Average! And I will mark who's point of view it is so you don't get confused! Feel free to pm me!

-Olivia's point of view(first person)-

I was sitting on the couch as I looked down and I was fiddling with my fingers, I was a little nervous about what she would be like, the picture of her online had shown she was a beautiful 10 year old, I had only known that her eyes were the most beautiful mix of hazel and teal, her teeth were crooked, she weighed 82 pounds, she was 4 feet and 9 inches, her hair was a mix of brunette and blonde and it was wavy and only a little past shoulder length, and she had beautiful long brown eye lashes, she looked so sweet, I could only know when I pick her up. And her name was Lilly, Lilly Marie Curtis was her full name.

I was just sitting in silence when I heard the house phone ring, it was the call. The adoption center.

I simply just perfected my lip gloss and grabbed my key chain in a split second.

-Lilly's point of view(first person)-

I was as still as a statue as I was sitting on the leather couch in the waiting room of the adoption center, I was so scared that I would get a foster mom that would lock me in the basement and make me feed on my own fingernails.

I wasn't used to the huge sky scrapers, I grew up in the country, fishing and water skiing was my thing, not going to the mall and getting mugged on subways, it was all such a huge change for me. I wondered what the New York kids in school would be like if I went, would they be stuck up? Would they be nicer kids like the ones that I grew up with I. Minnesota? A million thoughts ran through my head.

I glanced down at my purple suitcase with yellow polka dots on it, it really defined that I was a huge fan of the Minnesota Vikings football team, I even had a Vikings winter coat that I had gotten earlier that summer as a gift, a lot of people say the Vikings suck, but I still over them.

I was already nervous because people told me that kids don't usually stay in the center for over a week, and I had been in there for 5 days so I knew my time would come soon, but my heart turned up to full blast when one of the workers told me that my new parent would be there in about a half and hour.

I grabbed my iPod nano from my pocket and put my earbuds in and played some Alan Jackson at full blast, I laid my head back on the couch and faded away into a light drowsy state of mind.

I woke up to a light tap on the forearm, I looked up, it was Anna, one of the nice workers.

I took my earbuds out, I could tell my parent was probably here. I lifted up my suitcase, then Anna guided me down a hallway to the front desk, and before we got to the desk, Anna said,"And a heads up, her name is Olivia Benson."

Then we reached the front desk, she just finished signing a paper and glanced up, brown met blue, I could tell that she wouldn't lock me in a basement.

We greeted then she walked me out to her car, she helped me put my suitcase in the trunk, then she got in the drivers seat and I got in the passenger, the first five minutes of the drive was silent, I was to shy to talk I guess.

"So, tell me a little about yourself," said Olivia as she broke the intense period of silence.

"Well, I was born on October 20th 2003 at 6:57 PM, in St Cloud, Minnesota. But, I grew up in a little red house with my grandma, my aunt, my cousin, my mom, and I out in the country near a small town, Cross Lake, Minnesota. Life was confusing when I was you, because I never saw my dad because he was always drugged up and my mom, she was always out partying at a bar with her friends. I was always a country girl, I always went hunting and went adventuring in the woods, I was just the normal country sweetheart in Minnesota, but when I was 8, we moved to Waite Park, Minnesota, I didn't like it because I always loved country, not city. But I got used to it, I was very smart for my age. But when I turned ten, everything started to fall, I missed my dad and my two little brothers on his side, it caused me permanent damage, he was also accused of rape, that really effected me. And it always killed me to think that my own father chose drugs over me. But then I lost trust in everyone, I was afraid of being hurt like that again, the way my dad emotionally hurt me, I shut everyone out, my mom always bugged my about it and asked my I was closing her off, it only made me drift away further. I was always the smartest in my class, all of my teachers said I have a gift. But I was cracking under pressure, my mom and my step father always fought, I guess they didn't know that I ever put stress on my shoulders, and a million other things. And I guess you were wondering how I ended up for adoption. So a few months ago, my oldest cousin was driving up to Duluth, Minnesota to check out her new college, she was mugged by a man, we won in court and he was sentenced, but he was supposed to go to jail in a few months, he knew my aunts address. And one night, we hade a goodbye party for my cousin because she as going off to college, before we arrived, my mom had to drop me off at dance class, I would only be there for half of the party, my mom was supposed to pick me up later. Dance class was over and no one showed up, I have my teachers a list of numbers of everyone who could pick me up, no one replied, they had to call police, it was scary, I gave them the address. The first thing the police and I saw when we arrived was the bodies of my family scattered across the lawn and my aunts driveway, my whole family was poisoned," I said, the last sentence made me speak in a crackly voice, I held back tears though, I looked over and her eyes were watered up.

I'm not skinny I'm not fat

I'm not tall I'm not shot

Im not shy but I want to speak

I'm about average

Okay, I may have not put too much in this chapter, but it is getting really late in my time zone right now, so I really need some sleep! Please review, it makes me soooo happy when people review! And also feel free to PM! I hope you enjoyed chapter 1 of About Average! And I will try my hardest to update as fast as possible, I am still working on another story too!