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A S T R I D

"Welcome dear... Your new home." Mr. Dunbroc-- I mean dad said, smiling.

My eyes were about to well with tears, accepting the fact that I'm adopted and my sister is Merida... And she's DEAD.

No Astrid, not right now. Don't cry.

My (foster) mom came up to me, only to envelop me with a huge hug. She cried on my shoulder after then.

"No, Astrid, I'm so sorry. I-I should've told you. I'm so sorry my daughter." She continued sobbing.

Then my dad-- foster dad also came after.

"Just wanna drop by and check if you're rocking the house." He said as a single- no two, or I mean... My foster dad already have a waterfall of tears.

"rocking the house"...

That's what my dad always says before they revealed that I'm adopted.

He handed me our family (before) picture.

"Dad..."

I hugged him real tight. I mean, he's always been my bestfriend.

I was having a good old time with my foster family when my true dad pulled me back.

"They have to go, Gertrid." He smiled warmly.

"No... THEY CAN'T! Please... Dad you know how I love them."

"Astrid, we really have to go. We're so sorry. We love you."

Mom then pulled me for another hug as dad joined in too. Mom kissed my cheek and they waved goodbye.

My knees became weak and my throat swallowing hard.

Those guys have done more things to me than my real family...

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"I thought this would be more comfy." I shot at my real parents, gesturing to my hard bed.

"Gertrid, we--"

"Pardon me, my name is Astrid." I snapped.

"Ger-Astrid... It's all we can get... For today. The matress is being delivered tomorrow." Dad explained.

"Tomorrow? Greaaaaat. I'll spend the night having my bones cracked." I smirked and rolled my eyes.

"Astrid..."

"Yeah? Mom..." I said, emphasizing the 'mom'.

"Come with me to my study." She said.

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"Are we having a fairytale story time? I'm soooo excited." I said sarcastically.

Boy, I think I hate my real family.

A single tear escaped her eye.

Oh no... My bad.

"Mom... I'm-- I'm sorry." I apologized.

She took a seat while I did the same.

"Astrid... I know your foster parents have done much more for you than we did. My throat always grow hard everytime I see you, happy with your family before. When you were born, you were the most beautiful baby, me and your dad have seen. You see, your dad was fired by his company and I don't have work. We lost all our money for financial reasons and don't have enough budget to raise you...

We did one of the hardest decisions... And that is to get you adopted to the Hofferson Family." She explained, looking down.

I stood up from my seat and embraced my mom.

'I never knew it would be so good hugging your real mom.'

I smiled through the hug.

H I C C U P

I was here at the gym... Working out.

"Those muscles blow away girls, dude." Said Tuffnut.

He was referring to my muscles.

"Uhh... I guess so. Good luck on the next barbell." I smirked just seeing Tuffnut on the 10-kilo barbell.

He can't lift it.

I walked up to him. "Just easy dude... Here." I lifted it up, effortlessly.

His jaw dropped. I chuckled at him.

"Erh, whatever. I'll just-- OOH! Is that a lollipop store? C'mon bro!" He squealed like a girl.

Psh... In all things, Tuffnut loves lollipops.

"Nah sorry. Gotta go back to my six-pack." I turned away.

I noticed my phone and decided to call my girlfriend.

A: Hello?

H: Hey babe. *winks through the phone*

A: Gosh, you're so cheesy. What's up?

H: Workin' out some muscles... And abs.

A: Oh. Uhm, are you shirtless... while working out?

H: *blush* Uhh... Yeah why?

A: *random squeals in background*

H: Ohhh. You wanna see me shirtless. Drop by the gym ;)

A: N-no. NO. Heehee. Uhm, I got things to do.

H: Sure! Bye babe.

A: Bye sugar *makes kissy noises*

I smirked. My girl actually is interested.

A S T R I D

I'm so dumb. How can I ignore it?!

_••<<Author's Note>>••_

Title inspired by the song, Ms. Moving On :D

I saw a cover of Ms. Moving On by Michaela Weekes, (The Next Star Finalist) and got tingles over mah pringles.

Speaking about Pringles, want some? *hands Pringles to the screen*

Anyways, I wanna thank all of you for the reads, comments, votes and all ^_^ I never knew this story had come so far...

AND ANOTHER!!!

Omigosh, people, who are Simpsonizers HERE?!? Me and @the100thbookreader keep on fangirling... About HIM (Cody)

AHHHHH. And shoutout to @storynovelistof2014. He/she told me to give him/her a shoutout to his/her books so I did ^_^

Just PM me if you want a shoutout... Because I'm generous to my readers. (Ows??)

Haha... Here's another update so I hope you enjoyed it! ;D I hope I gave you tingles like I gave tingles to myself :3

PS. This book is about to end

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But there will be a sequel ;D Lewl, I almost got you there.

Bye. ILYASM! :***

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#SimpsonSyndrome

~TheCoolestAstrid, your jolly author xD