Orphanage

2

I slowly walked into the Morris' Adoption Agency, head still hurting and tears forming my eyes. How could my own damn parents put me in a orphanage?

I walked to the counter along with my dad. "Zonnique Pullins."

She typed my name into the computer, "Fill out this paper please." She handed him a paper.

He sat down in a chair and motioned me to sit next to him. "No." I said coldly.

"Oh sweetie you can go into room 3, your roommate is very kind and generous. You'll love her." She smiled.

"Roommate? I hate her already."

I walked into room 3 and sat my bags on the floor, I sat on a empty bed. The room was all pink, she had to be girly. Which made me have a even more headache.

Soon enough a girl with pink hair walked out the bathroom with a towel around her body and her hair all wet, she was humming the song 'Royal'. When she saw me she jumped.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"Zonnique. Who are you?"

She smiled. "Bahja, your my roommate?"

I nodded. "Got any hangover pills?"

She laughed. "Bathroom cabinet."

I walked into the bathroom and opened the cabinet , I took a aspirin and went back into the room.

Bahja had on some black sweats, a white and black crewneck and some white Air Forces. Her pink hair was curly and wet still.

"So, tell me about yourself."

"Why?"

I started to fold my clothes and put then in the dresser.

"I don't know, your my new roommate. I need background information." She laughed.

I signed. "What questions do you have?"

"Where are you from? You kind of have a southern accent."

"New York, born and raised. I moved to Atlanta when I was 14." I admitted.

She nodded. "It's a girl here named Kiloni, she's from New York." She said.

"Good for her."

"Got a boyfriend? Why are you here?" She asked.

"No and because my parents are assholes." I fake smiled.

She continued to ask me questions and I answered them all. A knock was at our room door.

"Come in." She said sweetly.

A girl with red hair and a boy with curly hair ran into the room.

"Bahja tell Chres to keep his hair black!" She yelled.

"No I wanna dye the tips brown." He whined.

Bahja laughed. "You guys disagree with each other all the time."

"Dye them brown." I suggested.

They all looked at me, "Who are you?" The girl asked.

"This is Zonnique, my new roommate." Bahja said pointing at me.

"Did you know it's rude to point." I said blankly.

She stopped pointing. "Zonnique this is Lourdes and Chresanto."

Chresanto nodded. "Wassup beautiful."

I blushed and bit my lip, "Hi" I said shyly.

Nobody really use to like me nor talk to me at Bronx Haven. I guess because I had a 'bad attitude' and was 'stuck up', but Mattie thought otherwise.

"Hi Zonnique." Lourdes said coldly.

I rolled my eyes and waved, I began to put all of my accessories and such up on my dresser and on a top shelf.

"Oh Zonnique do you need any blankets?" Chresanto asked.

I nodded. "Got any?"

"Nah but Breaunna does, I'll go her them. Be right back." He ran out the room and closed the door.

Lourdes sat in a chair. "He is so annoying." She laughed.

"That's your boyfriend?" I asked.

She shook her head no. "Best friend, we were one of the first people to arrive at Morris' at the age of 12." She explained.

"Cool."

Even though I didn't need all that information I didn't say anything.

"Girls wanna go get a smoothie from upstairs?" Bahja asked.

Lourdes nodded. "Yeah I do."

"How bout you Zonnique?"

"Bad hangover." I admitted.

"Okay I'll bring you one back, what flavor?"

"Blueberry."

They both left and Chresanto came back with blue and black sheets and comforters.

"Here you are." He smiled.

I made up my bed, "Thank you." I said. I laid into bed and grabbed my phone.

"Your gonna stay in bed all day?" He asked.

"My head hurts. I just need a nap." I said.

He signed. "Need anything? Water? Pill? Nurse?"

"I'm fine."

He opened the door. "Okay see you later."

8:00 pm

I woke up to hysterically laughing and talking. I slowly sat up and saw people in our room.

"Oh Zonnique did we awake you? I'm sorry." Bahja worried.

"It's fine." I whispered.

I got out of bed and saw a melted blueberry smoothie on my dresser, it turned into juice but I drank in anyway.

"Guys this is Zonnique." Chresanto said breaking the silence. "The one I was telling you about Rayan." He whispered the last part.

"Dibs." One said quickly.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed my robe and shower cap.

"Zonnique this is Rayan, Craig, Jacob, Myles, Kiloni, & Breaunna. & you know me and Chres." Lourdes explained.

I looked confused. "I'm sorry ... Who are you."

She caught a attitude and I laughed silently.

"Head still hurts Zonnique?" Bahja asked.

I shook my head no and went into the bathroom.

"Oh yeah Zonnique were going to the arcade tonight so if you wanna come dress cute!" She yelled so I could hear her.

I didn't respond, but I was going.

8:30 pm

I had on a grey crew neck with a foam cup and sprite on it, my black cut up pants, and my purple KD's. I straightened my blue hair and was ready to go.

Bahja had on a pink crop top, light blue pants, and some pink jelly boots. Her pink hair was curled.

"So, did you enjoy the gang?" She asked. "That wasn't all of then though, just half."

I shrugged. "They were cool I guess."

"Good." She smiled. "Feel comfortable?"

I shook my head no. "Only around Chresanto and barely him." I admitted looking at my fingertips.

"What about me? You feel comfortable about me?" She asked.

I looked at her. "Let's go."