Adopted by Phan

Chapter 4

Sophie's POV

"Sophie!!!!!!!!" I heard an eagle cry. I dropped my laptop onto my desk and ran downstairs. From what I'd heard I knew there was a couple ohm king to interview some kids today and I hope this wasn't me. I hadn't prepared anything. This was one of very few chances I have to get out of here and I might just blow it. I saw a very drunk Joan leaning against her office door and she shoved me inside. The Dan Howell and Phil Lester we're sat in chairs in her office. I tried not to show any surprise or excitement bevause if there's one things I've learnt from other interviews. Nobody wants a girl who talks and squeals. Like the old me. Especially since these were apparently looking for someone to adopt I had to try my hardest not to mention that I know exactly who they are. I'm not the biggest fan of there's but I still know them trim other videos.
"If you'd like to follow me" Joan said putting on a drunk smile and taking us into the interview room. The room was all too familiar for me. I sat down in my usual chair whilst they sat opposite me.
"Take as long as you need" she said closing the door and singing the same song she's been humming for weeks.

"So Sophie, tell us about you" Phil said. I sighed.
"Well... I was brought here when I was three. My dad went off to fight in the army and my mum couldn't cope with me anymore" I said repeating the thing I've been rhyming off for the last 7 years of my life "that's what I've been told anyway. I've been here ever since"
"But what about your likes and dislikes and stuff?" Dan asked. In no interview had I ever been asked about what I like and don't like. I was prepared for this. I felt my heart begin to race and my hands get sweaty. I had to nail this interview to get out of here.
"Well, I like rock music and YouTube" I froze, I slipped up. They'd know i knew them and they'd never want to adopt me. I'd messed up big time. There was no flick of fear or anything in their faces so I carried on "my favourite animal is a dog, my favourite colour is purple and my favourite food is pasta"
"And dislikes?" He prompted. I don't think I have any dislikes apart from The Bratz.
"Well, I don't have any apart from certain people" I said smoothly. A fear rose in my throat, they didn't look amused and they didn't look disappointed either "have I messed up?"
"Honey no of course not" Phil said. I began the breath normally again. This was a big deal for me. This was my chance to get adopted.

We continued talking throughout the interview. They told me things about them and they came as a shock because from watching their videos or videos that are in you could never tell they're married because they don't wear rings and the like to keep it off camera. Once the interview was over I was told to go back to whatever I was doing by the narky Joan. I raced back up to my room and I could continue working on my latest drawing but instead I chose to sit there and worry. What if they didn't like me? I'd be left here. Alone. I can't take living here anymore. What if they hated me? What if they're saying what a disgusting little girl I am right now? What if....
"Sophie!!!!!!!!!" Joan's eagle cry echoed through the place again and I never ran so fast as I did then. I was allowed back into the office and I was offered the chair next to Dan and Phil. Joan sat in her faded, slouching leather armchair.
"Hello again" Dan said to me even though it had only been half an hour.
"Hi" I said nervously.
"Right down to business" Joe began "Mr and Mr Howell- Lester here have decided they would be happy to adopt you"
"Adopt me?" I said eyes wide with disbelief.
"Do you have any objections with that?" Joan continued.
"N-no" I stuttered from surprise.
"Okay then, Mr and Mr Howell- Lester, if you would just like to sign where marked" Joan said handing them a wad of papers "Sophie you may go and pack your things"
"Want any help sweetie?" Dan said as I stood up to leave.
"I'll be okay, but thank you anyway" I said leaving the room. I didn't run. I didn't speed walk. I was being adopted. These walls full of pictures and drawing seemed different. I noticed how dirty the lights really were and how the stairs creaked with every step. I went into my room and noticed how dark it really was.

An hour later I was packed. I began dragging my two suitcases down the stairs when I heard footsteps. Tommy was stood at the bottom of the stairs leading to the attic room.
"Want some help?" He offered.
"Sure" I said and eh two both the bags easily.
"You leaving here then?" He asked.
"Yeah" I said.
"Too where?" He asked placing the bags at the bottom of the stairs.
"I don't know, anywheres better than here I guess" I said.
"You like the people?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah they seem nice, very sweet guys" I said.
"Guys?" He said raising the other eyebrow.
"Happily married gay couple" I said "hurts nobody"
"True, well good luck and keep listening to good music" we gave each other a quick hug and he raced to the kitchen. Typical Tommy.

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