Chapter Three

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Tasha POV:

We all do our normal wake up routine and get dressed.

Violet's outfit:

Violet's outfit:

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My outfit:

Penny's outfit:

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Penny's outfit:

Rosie's outfit:

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Rosie's outfit:

Lillian's outfit:

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Lillian's outfit:

We all do our hair and makeup and go downstairs for breakfast

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We all do our hair and makeup and go downstairs for breakfast.

It was toast with fruit on the side and oatmeal. We all got some and sat down. Again the overhead speaker came on.

"Attention! Attention! Get down to the commons room, yesterday was the meet and greet and today is adoption day!"

We all finish and get down to the commons room. Like yesterday lots of people are there, but my friends know there's only one person in particular I'm looking for.

I beam and smile when I see him.

Thomas Sanders.

I don't want to sound like a dorky fan girl, but Thomas was my idol. My inspiration for everything. Whenever I or one of my friends was feeling sad we watch him and are instantly cheered up. He kept me going everyday, it was like if I ever felt self conscious I looked at Thomas Sanders and all he accomplished in life and thought and hoped that one day I could accomplish something at least half as good as him.

He smiles when he sees us and walks in our direction. "Hey Girls!" Thomas says grinning. "Hey Thomas" We all say.  "I was thinking and I was wondering if I was okay if I adopted you" Thomas says. "All of us? Because we're not going if it's not all of us, we're family and family sticks together" I say proudly.

"I admire that. And yes all of you" my eyes go wide in shock of what just happened.

Thomas Sanders was adopting us? All of us? This was a complete dream come true.

"Of course it's okay! We'll finally have a home! And it's with my idol!" I say. Thomas raised an eyebrow. "I'm your idol?" He asks. I nod.

"Yeah,  of course. You inspire me to do better things, like I want to accomplish things as great as you did. I want to be like you. You've always been my inspiration and a big hero of mine" I explain.

"That's really cool" Thomas says smiling, I smile back "Yeah"

"Well how about you girls go pack your stuff and I'll finish filling out this boring paper work" Thomas says. I nod.

"Okay!" I yell as we all run upstairs to pack.

We all get suitcases and pack all our outfits, not that we have very many. We just have a few causal outfits, swimsuits and sleepwear, nothing special. We also all have childhood toys that are very special to us. Violet's is a purple bat, Rosie's is a dog, Lillian's is a elephant, Penny's is a blue cat and mine is a cheetah.

We've all had them since we were young, they were very special to all of us.

We all finished packing and ran downstairs to meet Thomas.

"Ready?" I asked Thomas and he nodded.

"Yep, all set." Thomas says.

We wave goodbye to everyone and go outside and go to Thomas's car.

After we all put our suitcases in the trunk we all climb in.

I get in the front seat and my sisters are in the back.

Thomas starts to drive while the rest of us play on our phones.

After a while of driving we pull into a driveway and Thomas parks.

Thomas gets out and helps the rest of us out.

I get out and look at Thomas's house. It looked like a pretty nice house but I wasn't quite expecting what I saw when I walked through that door.

I look at my sisters and sigh as well all wheel our suitcases up to the front as Thomas unlocks it with his keys.

And so today begins the rest of our lives.

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