A/N: Okay, so I'm editing this story! This is simply horrible! All the mistakes and YURK! A shame! I changed some sentences here and there and added more details... :P

So if it's your first time reading this story, be happy that your eyes did not suffer like they did to my first readers! :)

I guess I am not the only one who thought on having the TF as family. So I came up with the desire to write my own TF 'adoption/family' story!

Enjoy it.

I hate it when I wake up in tears because of my dreams. I tend to have more nightmares than dreams. Sadly, I always dream of the day my whole family died in that car accident.

It all happened in one day. I was talking with my brother as my parents were preparing their luggages for their family trip at Jamaica. I decided to stay because I hate trips. It is not my thing. I'm the kind of girl that spends her time in front of her computer while listening to her music.

I remember the anger my dad was displaying that day. He was angry at me because he stated that a family trip included ALL members of a family which included me, obviously! He kept saying I was too young to stay home, but I managed to convince him that that's what I wanted. I told him I was able to take care of myself.

My mom kissed me for two long minutes. After all, she was leaving her baby behind with no protection. Then came the turn of my brothers to give their goodbyes. Honestly, I expected them to punch me as they used to whenever they had to leave me alone, but that day, Nathan, the oldest, hugged me tight and kissed my forehead. He had never done such thing before! I frowned and looked at him a bit confused. If I knew they were all going to die, I would have kissed them, hugged them and told them how much I loved them. Noooo! I would have forbidden them to go to that trip. That's what I would have done. Joshua, my other brother told me that he loved me and that I had to take care of myself. He also said that whatever would happen, to never give up. The youngest of the three brothers, Caleb, smiled and said that he was proud of me. He added that he loved spending time with me. Seriously, that day, my brothers acted weirdly, well, that's what I thought before the tragedy killed them all. My mom and dad cried and kissed me. They did a long speech about what to do in case of bla bla blaa... It took an eternity, but I didn't know I would have to use them.

They left home and an hour later, Joshua called me telling me they were arriving at the airport. He was saying how much he was going to miss me and the last words he says before the catastrophic event arrived were; 'I love you my baby sister.' And that's when I heard them all scream. I heard a loud crash and suddenly, everything got quiet. I was on the phone, in shock, waiting to hear my brother's voice again, but I only heard sirens in the background. That's when I knew something really bad happened to them. The first thought that came to my mind when I realised the seriousness of the situation was that they were dead. I cried my life when the cops came at home and confirmed my fear. I was ten when they died.

I'm thirteen now and I'm still orphan. I have spent my last three years stuck in this girls house, waiting for someone willing to adopt me. Sometimes, I think that people don't want me because I'm too problematic and disrespectful. These caregivers only say bad stuff about me. They don't tell people that I am nice, mature and very cheery. Ugh... Anyway, I share a room with a little girl that lived hell in her early life. We are friends, but not for so long. A family accepted her in their house and she is leaving in a week. I'm jealous, but also happy for her. She is nine so I concluded that she had higher chances to get adopted.

My life has changed a lot since my family's death. It kills me to be here. I want to go back home, have dinner with my family, tease my brothers, kiss my parents goodnight, have my own room, feel the love of my family, but I know it will never happen. The only thing I have left of them is the dream of their last moment with me. It comes twice or more in a week. It's hard to accept that they are all dead. I miss them so much. I want them back... I want to hear their voices again. Why? Why did you leave me alone? Oh... why am I crying again? This is a pain! I need to sleep! I don't want puffy eyes for tomorrow. Two families will visit this place tomorrow. They are looking for a teen girl. Maybe they will choose me? Anyway, I should not make myself dream about this, I will just wait for the day to come.

-In the morning-

"Keira!" I can feel two little hands shifting me from one side to another on my bed. I groan and slowly open my eyes. I knew it. That little Erica does not miss a chance to awake me.

"What now?" I hide my head under the sheets and shut my eyes. The sunlight annoys me. Cruel sun, don't burn my eyes!

"The families are coming this noon so get your butt out of your bed now!" I shrug and pretend to snore. She sighs and disappears in our bathroom. I remove the sheets and wait for her to come back. The moment I see her leaving the bathroom, I realise that she is holding a glass of water. Crud! She smiles evilly and places it over my head, inclining the glass.

"I will do it if you don't get out of be-"

"No no! I get it. I get it!" She smiles again and leaves the room. I want to sleep! Besides, none of the two families will adopt me so whatever. I will stay in my room and do as I always do; spy on the neighbours through the window. And in case of, just in case, I will don my best clothes and I will comb my hair.

"Come on Keira, you have no chance to leave this house." I say to myself in front of the mirror.

I make my way downstairs to have my breakfast and I realise quickly that most of the girls are donning their best outfit. They all want to leave this house. Just like me. I sigh, knowing that my chances are decreasing faster than I thought. I fetch my breakfast and sit next to Erica. She is talking to the other girls about her new family. She is all excited and I'm jealous. That little girl, I will miss her.

Once I'm done, I walk around the cafeteria and I can hear a girl calling me 'Bitch'. This stupid Samantha. I walk to her table and confronts her with a glare. She frowns and stands up, walking toward me.

"What? Want something from me?" She says with an ugly smile.

"What did you call me?" I'm not a girl that lets others step on me and she knows it perfectly. So why bother me?

"You heard me well, bitch."

"Bitch uh?" I take a bacon from the plate behind me and threatens her with it. She laughs at me and insults me in front of the girls.

"Keira! Don't do it!" says Erica stepping between us. "You will be in troubles if you do-" I slap my foe with the delicious bacon and a heavy silence fills the cafeteria. How sad to waste a juicy bacon for a stupid girl. She gasps and glares at me, softly rubbing her slapped cheek.

"You!" she points at me with her finger and becomes red of anger. "You are dead!" she takes an egg from her own plate and throws it in my direction. Too bad, I'm good to dodge the egg. Unfortunately, the egg had to hit someone else.

"FOOD FIGHT!" shouts a girl.

All the cafeteria is a mess now. Pancakes on the wall, girls with jam in their hair, eggs everywhere and some enraged girls running out of the room to call the director of this place. I'm enjoying this moment! It's lots of fun! And all the bacons are mine! Yum yum!

After some minutes of war, I notice that many girls freeze and lower their heads. They all stop suddenly, but why? Maybe they lost inspiration! Ahh! I will give them some! I take a plastic bowl full of pudding and throw it randomly at someone. I hear gasps and murmurs. Oh, what did I do? I raise my head only to see the director of this girl house with a face full of pudding. I want to disappear.

"KEIRAAAA!" She yells my name and I know I'm in trouble. She cleans up her face with a handkerchief she always carries in her pocket and grasps my wrist firmly. She orders one of her security guards to make the girls clean the cafeteria before the two families arrive. I turn around, looking at the messy cafeteria and I feel bad for making all the girls work for something I started.

Erica looks at me with a sad face as she shakes her head. I see her picking up a bacon from the floor and then another and another. I am so stupid! She warned me about the consequences and I did not listen to her! Argh!

The instant we leave the cafeteria, the director grasp's tighten and her pace increases. She is a very tall woman with brown hair and wrinkles everywhere! She has giant hands! She slapped me once and it hurt like hell! Her hand almost covered my entire face! Crazy grandma! I think she is forty-one, but heck that she looks older because of her old clothing. She is strict and despicable! Next to her, I look like a seven year-old kid.

She gets in her office followed by me. She opens a window and sits on her extravagant chair.

"Sit down!" Her voice scares me. She is definitely angry. I take a seat and I lower my head, time to be lectured and get my punishment.

I leave her office head down. I don't know how to say it. I want to cry and get back to the past. I should have never started that food fight. I have to stay locked in my room as punishment which means the two families won't get to see me. I lost my chance to get adopted. I'm seriously depressed. She spent an hour lecturing me and it took me like twenty minutes to leave her office. I tried to convince her to give me another punishment but she didn't want to hear more about me. In a few minutes, they will be here. I'm all dirty and ready to die. I don't think I will ever leave this place. I have to get back to my room now. I walk slowly, thinking about my behaviour. I sigh count my steps. This is very cruel. As I place my left foot on the first stair, the bell that announces the families' arrival rings. I get nervous and walk in circles. What should I do? I should help the girls in the cafeteria so they can meet the families quicker. I run to the cafeteria and find it empty. Wow. They are fast.

Well, I guess I should head my room now. I go back on my steps, head down when I bump into someone. I fall on my butt and wince. "Who-" I feel two strong hands helping me up followed by nice tap on my shoulder. When I look at the person that helped me, I see the handsomest man on Earth. He must be around his thirties. Next to him is a beautiful woman with nice curves and long hair wearing a white dress with a black vest to cover her shoulders. I stare at the black stylish high-heels she has and she giggles discreetly.

"Excuse me my child. I did not see you." I look at the talking man with big eyes and I grin widely. He smiles and introduces himself. "I'm Orion and the lady here is my wife; Lita." The beautiful woman gets closer to his husband and smiles.

"KEIRA! WHAT DID I SAY? TO YOUR ROOM NOW!" The director yells at me without noticing the couple that just arrived. When she sees them, she quickly starts to apologies. How funny. She explains to them that I'm punished and must go to my room, but they tell her that they want to know more about me. AAAAH! IN YOUR FACE OLD LADY!

"Alright, Keira-" she looks at me a bit annoyed by the turn of the events and tries to do her best to smile. "Go get clean clothes, sweetheart." Eww...

"It won't be necessary. She is not that dirty." says Lita.

The director nods and leads us in a room where families and girls know more about each other and talk about unnecessary things. We are left alone and I sit on a chair. That's stressful.

"Thank you." I smile shyly at them as I start playing with my fingers.

"You are more than welcome, kid." this man is my hero!

"Kayra is your name, right?"

"No, it's Keira, sir." I answer quietly.

"Oh sorry." He chuckles and looks at me. "What do you know about Transformers?"

Transformers? Why the sudden question? "Hmm.." The cars that transform themselves into giant robot? Oh, I wish they could adopt me. They are sooooooo cool! I want one as my body guard and also as friend!

"Well, I know them by what I saw on the news about the war between Autobots and Decepticons. They are so fucking cool!-"

"Can you please watch your words, my girl." The blond-haired woman says with a calm voice.

"I'm sorry..." I am ashamed. How could I speak like this in front of them? They both chuckle and Orion winks at me.

"You can continue my child."

I love how they talk to me, like I were special or something like that. "Hm... Yeah, I also know that... Hm that I wish they could adopt me!" I smile, imagining my life with them.

I see an expression on Orion's face that is quite creepy and I wonder if he disgusted by my idea. Maybe he hates the Transformers. He rubs his chest and her wife quickly asks him if he is okay. I can't hear what they are saying, but a big smile appears on Lita's face once they are done.

"Keira, we will adopt you."

Did she really say that? Me, adopted? Unbelievable! No.. Really? I was talking then he made that weird face and they spoke and now she says this? I will be adopted, really? Oh my gosh! Really really?

That's the beginning of my new life! I'M ADOPTED! I jump off my chair and hug them. I'm so thankful and I just feel a firm hand caressing my head. Lita's eyes rest on my happy face and she smiles again. She is a quiet woman, but I love them both. Do they have other children?

THEREEEEE! :D Why can't they be my parents? XD

**I think I corrected the 80% of my ugly errors... eww.**

R&R

~Lilskystar