AN: Hey guys! Unfortunately, I haven't been feeling well lately. My symptoms are stuffy, runny, and bloody noses, stomach aches, and the urge to fall asleep whenever and wherever. So, to cheer myself up, I've decided to write this chapter. Hopefully, it turns out okay. Writing this with a horrible stomach ache, probably isn't my best idea. I hope you guys enjoy reading it! :D


"Hurry up, Melanie! The workers said someone is here to adopt!" yelled Brooklyn.

"Okay, okay.." muttered Melanie, who was still in bed at 12:00 P.M.

She was usually an early riser, but the nightmare that haunted her last night wouldn't release its hold on her. She shuddered, thinking back on the horrors she witnessed in it. Telling Brooklyn about it was added to her mental to-do list.

She quickly got out of bed, rushed to the bathroom, and was clean and freshened up in 10 minutes. It never took her long to get ready. Her hair always stayed straight, despite her many attempts to style it. Thus, she never had bed head. Her skin was usually acne free, so her morning skin care routine only consisted of putting on moisturizer and a bit of concealer to lighten up her dark circles. Brushing her teeth and washing her face didn't take long either.

Brooklyn was the exact opposite.

Her hair was very frizzy. When she woke up, every single morning, her hair looked like a raccoon attacked it. It took almost 20-25 minutes to untangle and style it. 15 minutes on good days. Then, when it came to skin, she never had the same luck as Melanie did. A pimple usually popped up after another disappeared. On that note, she had to take a bit more time on skin care. Brushing her teeth and washing her face never took long, however. This entire routine took about 40-50 minutes which is the main reason why she forces herself to wake up at 6:30 A.M.

"Did you go down to get a sneak peek at the person who's adopting?" asked Melanie while she searched for something to wear in the basket of the bathroom. Their clothes were kept in baskets because it helps take less time to move to another room if Brooklyn floods it again.

In order to choose an outfit when a visitor comes, both of them judged it based on the vibe the person sends to them. If instincts scream, "They are horrible people!", the less neat and pretty the outfit will be. If instincts scream the opposite, the better the outfit will be.

"No, but I overheard the conversation between the workers on him. He wants to look at every single child in the orphanage and not just the group already downstairs. He's looking for 2 children to adopt. The workers find him a bit strange, based on the fact that he wants to see everyone despite him only picking 2."

"Hmm...Which outfit should I pick then?" Melanie opened the bathroom door a bit. Enough for her arms to go out and display the outfits, but not enough for Brooklyn to see inside the bathroom.

One of them was pretty simple. It included a white tank top underneath a half-top that had an owl and a dog on the front of the it with words on the back, saying, "Woo, woo, woo...let the dogs out!" It also included black leggings and black combat boots.*

The other outfit was more girly and cuter. It included a white tank top to go underneath a see-through, white, short-sleeved blouse, with a black bow near the collar. It also included a black, high-low skirt, and black flats.**

"I think you should go with the simple one. The workers did find him strange. No need to impress him. I mean, look at my outfit. I would've worn something much prettier if I wanted to be adopted by him," said Brooklyn.

Brooklyn wore a blue T-shirt with yellow, red, and orange paint splatters on it. The paint splatters were on purpose. The shirt was originally plain, but Brooklyn decided to make it more colorful. She paired it with worn out, faded jeans, and sneakers.

"Okay then. I'll start changing. You can head over to the Adoption Room without me," replied Melanie from the bathroom.

The Adoption Room is the room where the orphans go into to get the chance of being adopted. It was originally called the Main Office, but the nickname quickly became popular between the orphans.

Almost all the orphans hang out there, just for that little chance.

Because of that, the room had to be slightly expanded to fit everyone. Brooklyn and Melanie usually just stand off to the side and watch the chaos be unfolded by the other kids. They didn't want to get in trouble. If they do, they might either be sent to their room, or severely punished, judging on the level of destruction caused. Since they are almost the oldest out of all the kids, they will be punished for causing any trouble to the workers because they are suppose to be "mature".

"No, it's fine. I'll wait. I'm not really eager to meet the person adopting. I don't know if he will be very nurturing and nice."

"What if he is actually both of those things? Give the man a chance. He could be our ticket to leaving Lily's. Our chance to explore something new," reasoned Melanie as she exited the bathroom and went to put on her shoes.

Brooklyn thought over that statement. It never occurred to her that Melanie was the type to enjoy adventure. She never seemed like the one who liked change and making possible, unwanted, discoveries.

"I'm done changing. We can head over there now," said Melanie, as she walked out the door.

"Okay," murmured Brooklyn.

"A chance. A chance to change everything," thought Brooklyn. She couldn't shake the cold feeling she was getting about the current situation. The person adopting didn't sound very friendly. Even from only a couple statements from the workers were enough to set her into a cold sweat.

"Maybe this chance isn't the one we should take."


AN: Dun, dun, dun! Who do you guys think the person adopting is and what do you think is going to happen? Leave a review and tell what you think. It would be greatly appreciated. Thanks for reading and stay tuned for more!

* + **Both outfits are something that I would totally want to wear in real life! What about you guys?