I put them at the age of 10 here. Let me know what you think!

"Nathan, Natalie!" A nun called for us.

We looked at each other in confusion before walking over to Sister Amanda, who was standing next to a young couple.

"This is Mary and Jack Wilson." she introduced as she turned to them.

"You wanted to adopt them?" she asked sweetly.

Nate and I looked at them, shocked.

"Just the girl." the man, Jack, said.

"What?! No! I ain't going!" I say in horror.

"Natalie!" Sister Amanda scolded.

"No,no. It's alright. We'll pick her up tomorrow. Give her time to say her goodbyes." Mary said as I turned and ran.

"Nat!" Nate yelled as I rushed up the stairs.

I stormed into our room, slammed the door closed, and ran to my bed. I put my knees up to my chest, back against the wall, and started to sob. I soon heard a knock at the door.

"Leave me alone!" I snap, wiping my nose with my hand.

"Nat, it's me." Nate's voice said through the door.

I climbed out of the bed and cracked the door open. Nate entered and shut the door behind him. He hugged me tight.

"It's alright, Natalie." he says softly as I push him away.

"No, it's not alright! We're gonna be separated! You'll be stuck in this hellhole while I'm with complete strangers!" I scream at him, tears flowing down my cheeks once again.

Nate looked down. I turned around and wiped my eyes and nose.

"We could leave, if you wanted to." Nate says quietly.

I snap my head towards him.

"What?"I ask in disbelief.

"I mean, as long as we're here, this is gonna keep happening. Right?" he says.

I nod in agreement.

"So, when do we leave?" I ask lowly. We sat on the bed and began to plan.

Later that night... "

Nat, wake up." A voice said as I opened my eyes.

I could hardly make out Nate's figure in the darkness. I crawled out from under the covers. I had slept in a pair of blue jeans and a t-shirt instead of my pajamas. I threw on my sneakers and pulled my book bag out from under my bed. I started piling clothes into it.

"Try and make it as light of a load as possible." Nate whispered to me.

I nod as I walk over to the bookshelf. I pick up one of the books we received on Christmas. A book about the famous English explorer Sir Francis Drake.

Ever since we learned about him when we were seven, he became our role model. I looked from the pack to the book. I shake my head and place the book back. Not something essential. Plus, I can read it without needing the book now.

"I already got some food from the kitchen." Nate states.

"Alright. Now we just need to get out of here." I say as I zip up the bag and put the straps on.

We slowly and carefully open the door. We crouched down and quietly made our way down the stairs. I stepped on one the wrong way, causing it to creak. We jumped over the railing and ducked down behind the staircase.

"Hello?" one of the nuns asked, coming out of her room. We held our breath.

"Hmm. Must be the old building makes those weird noises again." she says as we heard a door close.

We peeked out. Not a single soul in sight. We quickly headed for the door and pulled it open. We exited and made sure the door didn't slam when it closed.

"Whew! That was close." Nate says as we began to walk down the street.

"You're telling me." I say, letting out a relieved sigh.

"We should try and be out of town by sunrise. People are gonna be looking for us, you know." I say.

"Yeah." Nate says.

"If people ask who we are, what are we gonna tell them?" I ask.

Nate looks at me and smirks.

"We're Nathan and Natalie Drake, decedents of Sir Francis Drake himself." Nate says proudly.

I smile.

"Drake. Yeah, I like that." I say as I smile.

We continue our way down the sidewalk, our new lives starting right now.