I was still asleep until I heard loud banging on the door.

"Shyla! Wake up ya lil' runt! It's time for you to do some chores!"

I didn't want to get out of the safety of my bed but if I stayed here, she would've dragged me out anyways. So I went out of bed and opened my door.

She had a basket of dirty clothes. "Take these will ya?" She gave me a dark glare.

"Y-Yes Mrs.Nimue." I tried avoiding eye contact. She was a thin, old lady, with a dark blue dress. She was, I guess you can say, the 'boss' of this place.

I walked upstairs only to notice a group of girls. They were laughing at something, then noticed me.

"Hey SHYREN! How's the laundry?!" They laughed.

I walked away quickly, trying to not show them my tears. I opened the door and then closed it so I could cry but to also do my work.

•Portal to the next sequence•

The bells are ringing. I haven't heard this one before.

*Before any of this happened*

Ryan's POV:

"Hi guys! This is Ryan here and today this will be kinda a vlog. So today I want to adopt a child. It's just seems like it's one of those days where it's meant to happen. So if you don't see me upload as often, that's the reason why." 

I stop the recorder and edit bits and pieces of it. I upload it to YouTube and I get up to leave.

"I'll come back later."

"Alright. See ya." Bazz said.

I get in my car and drive to the orphanage. Ah yes today is the day.

I parked and headed into the entrance.

"Hello sir! May I help you with something?" A lady asked.

"Yes. I would like to adopt a child today."

"Alright. Just give me a moment. I'll get the children ready."

I nodded and waited.

Shyla's POV:

"Children get ready! Someone is going to adopt!"

I ran out with joy and went to my room. Ohboyohboyohboy this is exciting. Then a thought hit me. What if they don't choose me, would they have thought I was weird or shy.......... or an embarrassment.

I get ready. I changed my clothes, I brushed my hair, I brushed my teeth, and got out. When I did, I bumped into those girls again.

"Shyren, Shyren, Shyren. You should know by now that no one is going to accept you. Not today, and no where in the future. So how about you turn around and go back to your room."

They walked away, laughing. I stood there, trying not to cry but I wiped my tears, took a deep breath, and walked up there.

The orphanage organized children by age. I was the youngest so I would be going last.

•Skipping time so you don't get bored•

All the children went through and I anxiously waited.

The door opens. "Shyla!" My head bolted up.

"Come on." I started walking and with every step I took gave me more doubts.

I eventually walked in, not knowing who to expect. I sat down and looked up.

"You two have ten minutes!" She said sternly. Then the lady walked out.

Ryan's POV:

Her face was in awe.

"Hi! I'm Ryan! And what's your name?"

"Sh-Shyla." She said shyly. 

I can tell that she's nervous. "Shyla. That's a pretty name."

"T-Thank you." She says. "I-I-I've seen your videos."

"Oh really?"

"Y-Yeah! I've seen your horror videos and your theories on fnaf and-and...."

The joy was there for a little bit but then she cut herself off.

"S-Sorry." She says like she did something wrong.

"No, don't be." I smiled. I wanted to see that spark again. So I asked, "what do you like to do?"

She smiled.

We talked about our interest. We seemed to have a lot in common.

The time was up.

"Come on Shyla. It's time for him to decide."

She gets up and walks out. The light I saw quickly went away.

The lady comes back in.

"So, have you decided on who you want?"

"Yes I have."

"Alright. Here's the form and when you're done, you can give it to me." She puts a pen and the form in front of me. "I'll be right outside!"

I knew who to pick.

Shyla's POV:

"Alright everyone, go to your rooms. I'll knock on your door if he has choose you."

Everyone was walking to their rooms. I was pushed onto the ground.

"You runt!" One of the guys said. His friends laughed.

I got up and walked to my room. I fell on my bed with tears. "I feel so stupid! Why would he want me?" I thought. The tears became silent crying.