My Idol Adopted Me --Chapter One

Destiny's POV

I wake up to the sound of my alarm clock buzzing at me, telling me I need to go to school. I groaned, wiping my sleepy eyes. My room was dark and cold, probably because someone left my window open. I sauntered over to the window, shivering. Oh, god dammit, it's raining. Again. Well, it's pretty common in Ireland, so. I slammed the window closed and locked it once more. "MIDGETS! GET YER ARESESS DOWN HERE!" Miss Amanda hollered from downstairs. "BLECH!" I groaned, walking down into the living room with an angry Miss Amanda waiting patiently.

"Oh, good morning Destiny! Sleep well?" She smiled, hugging me. I hugged her back. Miss Amanda was the only one who was nice to me here. Unless other people are kind to me in the orphanage and I, just don't pay attention. "Top of the mornin to ya! I'm good, but somebody opened my window when I was sleeping." I said. She frowned, looking at me. "Why would somebody do that? You could get sick! Do they not know that?" She rambled a bit. She was always a good person to talk to other than the wall.

Then, I hear little feet scurry over beside me, and then four teens stop on the other side of me. "Well, it took ya long enough lazybones! Now come on get ready for school you midgets! Go go go!" She shooed us all into our rooms. I ran into my small closet that held my school outfit. A baggy white shirt, black leggings, some knee high socks with mustaches because why not? I put that on and grabbed my neon green converse. I took my time with that because if people rush me to, then I'll go even slower.

Then I checked my phone, and I had seven texts from Madison. And as on cue, she called me. "Top of the mornin' to ya Madison!" I hollered, making her laugh that creeps me the hell out all the time. "HUE HUE HUE." She laughed, then I heard a thump. She fell on the floor. "DAMMIT! OW STUPID CHAIR!" She screamed. I laughed and walked around my small, dark room. "You know, you're inheriting Mark's laugh." She commented. "I know, but I'm more of a Jack fan, you know that." I declared. "SHIT! Sorry Destiny, I have to go! Bye-Bye!" Madison quickly said, ending the call.

I put my phone away and grabbed my Septiceye hoodie and pulled that on. Then I put on my gray beanie. I grabbed my journal and waltzed out the door. As I was walking down the stairs, I heard Stephanie and Jasmine whispering behind me. I swiftly turned around and growled, "If you have something to say to me, then say it to my face." They shrugged and walked down the stairs, and I also did. "Girls! Time to go! Have a good day midgets!!" Miss Amanda announced, smiling. We all bid farewell to her and walked out.

I ran ahead because I am not having any of Stephanie's shit today. Just as I made it to the bus stop, the bus came whizzing in front of me. "JESUS! Almost gave me a fookin' heart attack! Fookin' hell!" My inner Irish got out again. I tend not to use it that much, but it does happen sometimes. I calmed myself down and got in the back of the bus and started drawing shit. "Oh, there's the freak. Let's sit somewhere else, guys." I hear a thick Irish accent scoff. I didn't look up at them.

I already knew who it was; it was Trista. And to think I could ever be friends with it. "BLECH!" I cringed, looking at the disgrace of a picture I just created. I think I just created Satan himself. It's so fugly! I erased it with my pencil and switched pens to my sketching pencil. I decided to draw Jack because I can't think of anything else to draw. Also, I need to work on the hairstyles... I sketched out his head, then the hair, and when I was done, it looked god-like. "Wow, Destiny right? That looks excellent!"

A person said in front of me. I smiled and looked up. My smile dropped. It turned into a look of confusion. "Joshua? What the hell are you doing on my bus?" I exclaimed, flailing my arms around. He laughed and said, "You didn't hear? My bus ded..." He murmured. I mouthed an 'oh' and sat down in my seat. Now that I think about it, a lot of people from his bus are on my bus today. He sat in my chair, and said, "Gimmie that." He snatched my notebook out of my hands and looked through it, and he was apparently confused. "You must like Jacksepticeye, huh?" Josh chuckled. I smiled sheepishly and laughed nervously.

"Maybe...." I laughed, getting weird looks from others. "You have the laugh of Mark, a little bit. Y'know that?" He commented. I smiled. "Yep, I know. It seems like everyone notices that. But it's obvious I am a Jackaboy fan." I retorted. "Yeah, and you want him to adopt you too, well it's not going to happen." Trista butted in, smirking. I scoffed. "When did I ever say that, huh? I never said that in any way, shape or form. So don't go assuming things you don't know." I growled at the bully in front of me. Her friends started to listen.

I turned my head to them and snapped, "What are you looking at?" Their faces turned into scowls, and they snickered at my hoodie. "Wannabe jacksepticeye fan." They insulted. "Why do you care? All you are doing is taking stupid selfies and vines and shit." I interjected. Trista said, looking for a horrible response like me crying, "You is just so ugly." Josh's demeanor changed instantly and started, "Now what-" "Last time I checked I wasn't a mirror," I interrupted, "Also, if you think I was going to be fazed by that you are so damn wrong. You've got another thing coming." I hear some people start laughing their aresess off, and I smirked.

I slumped down in my seat, taking back my journal from a still frozen Josh. "What? Never heard good roasts before?" I said laughing. This is going to be a fun day. I snapped my fingers in front of his face, and he snapped out of his gaze. "Dude that was incredible!" He said giving me a high-five. I started to draw again, and the bus stopped abruptly. "SHITE!" I yelled, standing up and walking off the bus. That was eventful.

When I got into the school, people instantly started staring at me. "Take a picture; it lasts longer," I said, walking past them to get to my locker. As I got to my locker, there were sticky notes all over it. I groaned out loud and read through them. 'Kill yourself,' 'whore,' 'wannabe slut,' the list goes on and on. "Very clever, ha ha..." I sarcastically said to nobody in particular. I opened my locker and grabbed my binder. The school isn't that bad for me, except for those bitches. We all know them bitches. I just want this day to go by fast.

~Le time skip to after school.~

I walked home on my usual route, with bruises on my arms and face. My hoodie was ripped a bit, and blood was dribbling down my lip. I had a limp, and my body ached like hell. I tried to walk home as fast as I can, but my legs gave out on me, sending me toppling to the ground. "OW! BLOODY HELL!" I whined, holding my arm. "H-Hey...are you alright? What happened?" A voice called out from somewhere. My vision wasn't the best because someone broke my glasses. Suddenly my throat got parched, and I started coughing.

"Oh god. We need to get you to a hospital..!" He panicked. He gently picked me up and ran to the hospital, which didn't take long at all. I began to lose consciousness slowly. I didn't want to pass out! But, I guess that that's not up to me is it? "Stay awake please..." The mysterious man said in a rushed tone. Oh no...what is Miss Amanda going to think? Oh no no no..! I started to struggle and thrash in the man's arms. "S-stop it! What are you......stop! No, wait......you can't do...come back...!" And I passed out.