Forever Yours

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Forever Yours

Chapter 1

Kaisa’s POV

A warm feeling of euphoria sweeps over me, temporarily taking the bone-crushing pain away. Arthur’s blue orbs glaze over as he stares at me. My vision becomes flooded with distorted pictures of an unknown boy and girl hugging, kissing, and nurturing a baby. The vision becomes clearer and I realized with a shock that the girl is me and the boy is Arthur. The vision ends and reality returns.

The blue-eyed boy timidly smiles. “You’re my mate.”

Then the world becomes black and the pain rages on.

Okay, back up. How did I get in this position? Let me roll it back to, let’s say, a few hours ago on my eighteen birthday…..

Earlier that day….

My iPhone alarm wakes me up by blasting the chorus of Stronger by Kelly Clarkson into my ears. I roll out of my bed, surprised, and hit my head on my hardwood floors. Such a lovely way to begin the day, isn’t it?

“Ouch,” I moan, rubbing my head. I walk into my bathroom and chuckle at my disheveled appearance. I turn the shower on. I jump in and scalding water cascades down my body. I softly sing Kimbra’s part in Somebody I Used to Know. Shelby and Phil have always said I have a gorgeous singing voice like Celine Dion or a Broadway singer, but we all know that’s not true. My average voice is as good as the next person’s.

You’re probably thinking; who are Shelby and Phil? They’ve been my adoptive parents for eighteen years today. My biological parents left me at the hospital the same day Shelby’s and Phil’s daughter died in birth—you can connect the dots, I don’t like to talk about it.

Anyways, anyone can tell I’m not Shelby’s or Phil’s biological daughter. I have dark red hair (people don’t believe it’s my natural color), whilst Shelby and Phil have light blonde hair. I’m cool, collective, and I like indie and oldies. Shelby and Phil are hyper and like modern and hip music like Nicki Minaj and Drake. Sometimes, they freak me out by dancing to Starships. Sorry if I scarred you.

I finish my shower and I run a hand through my red, tangled mess I unfortunately call hair. I grab a brush and start to brush my hair, wincing at the slight tugs. I tie my hair into two pigtails. About five minutes later, I finish combing my hair and walk into my closet in just my undergarments. Thank gosh I have a bathroom and closet all in one room. I can’t imagine my brother or his annoying friends spying on me.

Did I mention my brother? Oh my gosh, I didn’t! Hunter is Shelby’s and Phil’s other adoptive kid and lucky for him, he looks just like Phil. The same blonde hair and warm hazel orbs. He’s a major gamer and nerd; one day, he’s going to be the guy to make a 4D video game or something.

I slip on my Mickey Mouse crop tee with fringe at the bottom, denim shorts, black knee socks, a black fedora, and red Converse with the words ‘1D’ stamped on it. I’m very unique when it comes to fashion. See, here in California, the weather can range from cool to blazing hot. Cue the fedora and knee socks. I skip in my bedroom, before I stop in my tracks. Oh my god, it’s my eighteen birthday; I’m considered an adult. I shudder at the thought of me becoming an adult, before I grab my iPhone off of the charger. I unlock the device to find two new texts and three e-mails. I check the e-mails first. One is from my high school, reminding me to turn in my college essays in time. Hello Harvard! The next e-mail is a happy birthday message from my pen pal in Italy.

Leonardo- Happy birthday Kaisa! I hope you have a, how do you say, good day!

I quickly reply a thanks, before moving onto another message.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 15, 2012 ⏰

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