Today was Saturday. Both of my dads were going into town and they wanted me to tag along but I just wanted to stay home and study.
"You're literally the exact opposite of us when it comes to school." Phil giggled. I shrugged, "I'm just really serious when it comes to my grades, failing is basically my worst nightmare." I explained. Dan and Phil looked to each other, "Okay, we'll be gone for about an hour, call us if you need anything, and don't die." Dan said, then they both left.
I took my books into the lounge, there was more room in there to spread everything out. I mumbled equations and problems to myself the whole time I was doing math, for my English project we were required to write an essay about our hopes and/or dreams.
I got my laptop and started typing, this was gonna take a while.
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The boys got back with lunch, I was copying facts off a random website for science, "Were you doing homework the whole time?!" Dan asked, I nodded, "I've finished the projects for nearly all my classes." I explained, closing the composition book and my laptop.
Phil looked surprised as he handed me a bag, "We got Chinese." I stuff all my papers into my binder and pushed it to the side. "Anyways, what did you guys buy while you were in town?" I asked, opening the box of noodles.
"We're going to do another baking video, sense it's nearly Christmas. We already found the Delia Smith recipe." He giggled. I smiled, "Cool."
Phil grabbed his laptop, "Me and Dan are gonna do a YouNow in a few minutes, you can be in it if you want." He smiled. Dan smirked, "You should sing on the broadcast."
I shook my head at him, "Yeah, no." Both guys pouted, "Please! We'll do anything!" Phil begged, sticking out his bottom lip. I rolled my eyes, "I'll think about it, okay?" I gave in, I'm still probably not going to do it.
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Halfway through the broadcast, Phil asked people for song requests because he thought I was going to sing for sure. "Piper, sing Toxic by Britney." He said, turning his laptop camera to me. I wasn't really paying attention because I was still writing my English essay, "Uh..Baby can't you see, I'm calling, a guy like you should wear a warning, it's dangerous, I'm falling.."
I looked up, "I don't really know the rest." I mumbled. Phil giggled, "That's okay." I went back to my essay when Phil said, "Guys why are you saying stuff like that? It's rude.."
I saved the document and scooted to see the comments:
Xx5sauceisgudxX: She shouldn't ever sing again, that was awful!
Mating.with.youtubers: wtf she sucks, get her off camera
creepyweirdosforever: I've never heard anything so bad in my life!
I got up and ran to my room. "Guys what the hell?!" I heard Phil say, then there was a quiet thud and footsteps behind me. I put my face in the pillow. I was sad, mad, and a little relieved at the same time.
Mad at the people who started hating
Sad because I actually thought I was good
And relieved because now I know that I suck and I don't have to take any one else's opinion.
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Adopted By Dan and Phil
FanfictionPiper is your average 13 year old. She eats, she sleeps, she complains. There's just one exception, she's an orphan. Her mom died of cancer when she was four, and her father was so overcome with grief he hung himself. Depressing, I know. But out of...