Adopted By Patrick Stump

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A lot after that is just a blur in my mind.I was so young. I still couldn't process the fact that my dad was in jail and I will most likely never see him or my home again. The next thing I know is that I've been in an orphanage right outside of Chicago, and I have been here ever since.

When things started to get worse with my father, I always thought that getting away would make me happy and everything would be better. Well, I was wrong about that, and I have the scars on my arms to prove it. It's been about five years since the night I was taken away from home, yet I can still hear his voice sometimes telling me terrible things.

All the sudden I'm being shaken out of my thoughts by my alarm clock going off. Another sleepless night interrupted by that beeping noise, yay. I quickly get up and run to the bathroom to get ready. Today was the monthly parent fair. So I knew all the kids would be rushing to get into the bathroom. They all spend so long trying to look their best. I on the other hand, had given up. I realized a long time ago that I was never getting adopted so why even get my hopes up? Every girl is going to wear dresses and makeup. I just throw on my fall out boy tee shirt, and some old worn out jeans. Everything I own is worn out. Since I came here when I was so little, I outgrew all the clothes, so I got most of my wardrobe from donations. Over time I collected band tees that people didn't want anymore. That's also how I found out which bands I like.

"Quinn Hurry the hell up!", I hear from outside the door, "You know some people want to look nice for when potential parents come and not scare them away!"

I roll my eyes as I finish brushing my teeth. I don't understand how a brat like Maya has so many friends around here. She's just a rude person. Somehow, even the workers here, love her. She never gets in trouble for anything. Usually I end up taking the blame because she points her fingers at me and no one even questions it. It drives me crazy.

I finish getting ready and I take a long look in the mirror. I study my own person. My hair is starting to get long. It's a dark brown, almost black, and it reaches almost to my lower back. My eyes are hazel also. I look weird. I wish my hair was blond and I had blue eyes. But whatever. I can't change genetics.

I finally leave the bathroom to see Maya's shining face. "Oh my god! Could you be any slower?"

"Sorry Princess" I reply with a smirk as I walk back to my room.

As I reach my room an announcement comes over the loudspeaker "ALL KIDS. The adoption fair will begin in an hour." With that I put on my converse and plug in my headphones. As some random Twenty One Pilots songs fill my head, I start to doodle in my sketchbook.

------2 hr time jump (because i'm lazy:)------------------------

The parent fair is going how It always does, all kids cycle through about 20 or so parents and they just ask questions back and forth until the timer goes off and the kids move on to the next parent. For me it goes a little different. I move from parent to parent. Maybe they ask a question or two, but usually it just ends up being this weird silence as they judge me. Parents want a girl that loves shopping and Justin Bieber. No one who loves punk bands and hates dresses.

After what feels like hours, the bell rings signaling all the kids to move to their final adopters. I sigh with relief. Almost done. At the last table I see a man and a woman. They were so busy in conversation that they didn't even know that I sat down. That was fine by me. It gave me time to analyze them. The man was short with light brown hair. That was mostly covered by his fedora. He also wore glasses and his eyes were weird. They were blue with a little bit of yellow in them which made them look green. On the other hand, the women was brunette with dark eyes, like me. Her hair was curly though and reached a little past her shoulders. She was very pretty. They both had kind eyes and they had a caring feeling to them.

Once I finish analyzing them, I clear my throat to get their attention. They both practically jumped out of their seats. "Sorry I didn't mean to scare you", I say while holding back the urge to giggle.

"Oh, sorry honey, we didn't even know you were there. Quinn right?" I nod and she continues speaking "Well, I'm Elisa and this is my husband Patrick"

I look back over to the guy to see him staring at me "Fall Out Boy, huh?", he questions with a slight laugh while gesturing to my shirt.

"Yeah, I really like their music. They have this killer vocalist and the drums, bass, and guitar players are all very talented." Patrick just started to laugh as he leaned back in his seat. I just sit there confused. Thankfully Elisa picks up on that and fills me in on the joke.

"He thinks that it's funny cause you're talking to that "killer vocalist"" My jaw drops.

"Wait really?" he nods his head, "Oh my god your voice is incredible"

"Thanks. I'm surprised you didn't know that already. You sound like a big fan."

"Oh well I can't really download music cause I have no money so I have to rip it off some website. I also don't have the internet for long enough to look up like interviews or even google pictures so I just know the music for most bands I like" I look at him kind of sorry.

"One time I illegally downloaded my own album so don't even worry about it. I'm just glad people like the music my band makes." that makes me Laugh. "But enough bout me, What other stuff are you into?"

"Well, I love music as you can tell. I mostly listen to bands like Panic!, My Chemical Romance, Twenty One Pilots, All Time Low, and of course Fall Out Boy. I can play a few instruments, but I want to learn more. Um... I like to draw and read. They're just the things I picked up during my time here." Just as I finish my spiel the timer goes off signifying that the parent fair is over. I say my goodbyes to Elisa and Patrick and head back to my room. That was the first time ever that I was sad a parent fair ended. I kind of hope they adopt me, but I know that just wishful thinking.

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AN: hope you guys are liking it so far! I have so many ideas for what's to come and I'm open to suggestions if anyone wants to leave some in the comments :). Also, this was originally supposed to be two separate chapters, but the first one was really short, so I decided to just combine them. See ya soon.