Adopted by 5sos

1.

*Lillian POV*

Today is the day everyone gets, or hopes to get adopted. I'm one of the unlucky ones. I'm 13 years old, I've been here since I was 5. I have known little about my past. The woman who looks after U.S., Chantelle won't tell me anything. I wear boys clothes. I just do.

"Lillian?" I hear Chantelle call out.

"Yeah?"

"Come down here!"

I make as less noise as possible, because I don't usually want to be seen. Two people looked at me and smiled. The man looked at me in disgust. The woman? Well don't get me started on her. She is so fake! "Not her, thanks anyway sweetie!" Looking at me and smiling.

I walked away, almost on the verge of tears. Why? Is it because I'm so ugly? Cause of my past? I kicked a stone running up to my "bedroom". As soon as my head hit the pillow, I started bawling my eyes out.

See why I hate adoption days?