Hey welcome to this terrible story about a 11 year old oc. Whoop! ? ﾟﾘﾑ Please review what you think was good and what was bad because this is my first story and I wrote it on a terrible writing app.

"If you mess this one up I swear I'm getting you checked for brain damage"The adult next to me grumbles

She carries on about how many homes I've been too and jokes that I've broken the record

I don't care what she says, I don't give a damn. I say that alot 'I don't give a damn ' because most of the time I don't 'I don't give a damn if anyone has anything bad to say about me or anyone I like' which is rather limited right now as 2 are dead
(My parents) and a couple of friends

"C'mon I have to get something to say thanks, you're to big of a handfull for free"The woman sitting next to me stops the car in the car park in the store close to where ever I was going. She is the person in charge of finding me a home and thats why
she's pretty pissed off

I'm not good at fitting in

"M'kay" I grumble getting out the car

Fitting in

I'm really really really not good at that... Well that is for now anyway

Might be because I wasn't born here didn't really get to America since a few months ago I'm brittish I don't sound it though...I think

But trust me alot can happen in a few months

We walk into the bright store flashing offers on signs from all directions

"Go and find a suitable chocolate"

"You can't really get a suitable chocolate its just chocolate" I reply attempting at getting back at her for the brain damage thing

"What ever" she waves me off with her hand not taking her eyes off the flowers

I shove my hands in my pockets and walk down to the sweets isle

I take my time knowing Sarah she'll be ages looking at flowers

Well I end up taking to much time apparently and she comes and finds me looking at the shelves

"Hurry up! Just Grab one from the top shelf their usually best" she snaps

The reason she doesn't do it herself is because shes to short

I still have to get on my toes to reach it but Sarah was right

Damn thats some expensive chocolate

After we had paid Sarah rushed me back into the small car because apparently we'd be late

She Allwways says that and we're always quite early

Same this time we're ten minutes early

"Since we're actually early for once I.."Sarah starts

But I cut her off ,feeling more confident then usual "We're always early, and I know the rules Be good , don't do anything you would normally do blah blah blah"

She slaps me across the face

It hurts but I'm fine

"Do not back chat ,this is the Barden Bellas the BARDEN BELLAS yeah them and if you don't behave then you will be given one last chance then we'll have to send you back"

Want she means by 'send me back' is to back in England where my nightmares are, of well they started there they usally just follow me around

Sarah opens the car door but doesn't step out

"For the love of god please be good, this is literally your last chance"

"I'll try"I say I think she would have slapped me but we're about to go

I find myself walking though Barden campus rather quickly ,may I add

Sarah knows that the Adoption community had actually paid Barden to let the students who live in one of the group houses look after a child each

It's stupid I know , just shows how desperate people are

There's no one actually taking a second glance at us so I don't know why she's fussing

Eventually we reach the house , I know its theirs because it has the infamous logo type thing on the front

I feel my palms sweat and/or shake suddenly I try to push the feeling down. It's doesn't work I suddenly feel some what scared and shy and it creeps my out. I'm not a selfish brat that has no worries or something I've just never felt these felling before
going into a new home because its come clear that they will send me back fast and I don't usually give a damn when I go to a new home now.

Hi I'm back again sorry it was short just trying to begin getting into the writing habit! I hope you enjoyed! Thank you for reading ? ﾟﾧﾀ