Adopted By Rihanna
"Ok guys, I'm looking for someone to perform with me at the Garrison Savannah" Rihanna said to the people downstairs.
I don't know what the fuck they doing but I'm in my bed with my earphones on listening to fly by Rihanna and Nicki Minaj rapping Nicki Minja parts and singing Rihanna's.
Downstairs started to get quiet. Then suddenly, the door open relieving Rihanna with a very surprise look on her face.
"You can sing. So why didn't I saw your ass down there?" She ask pointing out through my room to downstairs where the children were . I scoff "They 'ban' me from coming out of my room til you were gone" I reply. One of the adoption grandma coming in the room.
She glare at me "You don't want she, she don't hear, you got be talking to she 24\7 and I know you got you work to do" The old grandma say.
Year by year celebrities come here to adopt a child. Every year celebrities come by this room hearing my voice. But who tells them lies about me? Grandma number one. Only thing, this time it isn't a lie. I don't listen. I learn from my own mistakes.
My best friend, a adoption woman name Nina come in the room. She look at Rihanna then me. She run to me giving me a bear hug. "She isn't adopting girl, slow your role" I chuckle patting her back softly. "Actually.. Kaylin.. I'm adopting you. I don't want you to only sing with me at the Garrison Savannah anymore. Will you be my daughter?" Rihanna ask. Looking at me with a piece of paper with words written on it and a black pen.
"Sure" I spoke after a few seconds. "If you up for the test" I continue to spoke. She chuckle signing the paper "Bring it on" She answered.
Oh I will.
DON'T COPY ANY OF MY WORKS! I'M PRETTY SURE YOU GUYS ARE AS CREATIVE AS I'M TO WRITE A STORY.
AND THOSE WHO DECIDE NOT TO LISTEM AND COPY MY STORY..
LET'S JUST SAY..
THE PUNISHMENT WON'T BE NICE..
(I MEAN THIS IN THE NICEST WAY POSSIBLE)