"Wake up!" yelled Mrs. Heatherby, the headmistress of the orphanage I lived in. "Lizzy! There is a couple who has decided to adopt you, and you are going to them by plane. You are leaving in two hours!"

 WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT. 

Someone had decided to adopt ME!?!?

Since when!? I scrambled out of bed. "Seriously?" I asked Mrs. Heatherby.

"Yes, they  live in London. Get packed and make yourself look presentable!" she snapped.

{PS Author's note-This next part is all just packing. I included it so that you could kinda get to know what I am like, more or less. You don't have to read it ┐('～'；)┌)

Mrs. Heatherby glared at me. "And presentable means no wearing your pajamas!" she shouted to me. I hopped out of bed and looked through my drawers. I picked out a shirt that said 'My Patronus is a bookworm' at first, but then I decided that it looked too boring-ish, and went for my 'ON A SCALE OF ONE TO TEN HOW OBSESSED AM I WITH HARRY POTTER? 9 3/4' shirt. I put on my shorts and looked in the mirror. I saw my curly, frizzy hair pulled back into a ponytail and pimples dotting my 12-year-old face. I nodded, satisfied with my extremely fancy, incredible outfit, because for me, anything that wasn't really pajamas was good enough. I washed my face with cold water and just started chucking stuff into a bag that Mrs. Heatherby had provided for me. I grabbed my drawstring bag and began packing all of my more special stuff, like my old bottle of perfume, my laptop, my old iPad mini that had more cracks than the Grand Canyon, my two Harry Potter books and my copy of the Lost Hero, and my journal filled with fanart and my daydreams. I then shoved my bulging pencil case that was overflowing with Sharpies and other writing utensils into the drawstring bag.

I had packed all of my belongings in less than six minutes. I flew downstairs and bounced up to Mrs. Heatherby, who looked annoyed about something, which isn't that uncommon. "I'm packed!" I sang excitedly. Mrs. Heatherby looked at me sternly, as though being happy was a crime. Of course, it kind of was here. 

"Good, now go do chores," she ordered.

"But aren't we leaving?" I asked, tilting my head.

"Not yet! I told you that!"

"But when?"

Mrs. Heatherby sighed. "Two hours. Now go!" 

"Yes ma'am!" 

I ran back up the staircase, got out my journal, and started a new entry.

~~-~~-~~-~~-T I M E S K I P  B R O U G H T  T O  Y O U  B Y  D E R P Y J O U R N A L  E N T R Y~~-~~-~~-

An hour and a half later I started saying goodbye to everyone. Not that most of them cared, but I'm a very friendly and kind person. Then, with twenty minutes to go, I went to say goodbye to my friends, Katy and Kathleen. They all hugged me and pretended to sob dramatically with me, but I actually had tears in my eyes. I mean, I was being adopted by people in BRITAN. Hopefully, whoever was adopting me would let me see my friends regularly. 

"Lizzy! Time to leave now!" I heard Mrs. Heatherby yell. 

"Bye guys," I said.

"Bye," they said together. 

I went downstairs and saw Mrs. Heatherby getting into a cab. I got into the backseat and stared out the window all the way to the airport, thinking about how excited I was to be adopted and be living in London and flying on an airplane, but most importantly, about who had adopted me.

A/N Hello, my loves! I still haven't decided what I want to call you. On skinseed, I call my followers my loves, but still. 

This is the first fanfic I will ever publish! YAY! *cue FNAF end night screen

I thought that my first published fic would be my Marthlington oneshot, but NOPE.

My name is Lizzy. Please call me whatever (you know.. within reason. I will not tolerate hate), but yeah! Make yourself at home, get a snack, you know. Feel free to comment! Or,  y'know.... Voteandaddthistoyourreadinglist. (shameless self promo)

The main character, Lizzy is based on me. *GASP* NO FRICKIN WAY. Also, my friends in the fic are actually my friends IRL, too! keyboardkittymowmow and I-forgot-your-username-but-I'll-add-it-in (katybugshipsphan). keyboardkittymowmow, aka Kathleen, actually wrote a really incredible poem about her being a demon in Snowdin, so yeah. HIGHLY RECOMMEND YOU CHECK IT OUT. IT'S IN MY 'THE BEST THINGS I HAVE EVER READ' READING LIST. In fact, I recommend everything on that list.

So yeah, this is a PHANfic, so there will be Meme King and Sunshine in the next chapter! >v<

HYE (HOPE YOU ENJOY), my loves!

~Lizzy The Fangir