A few days passed by as my pitiful self stared at the other kids of the orphanage playing with each other. Smiling, laughing and running around the place. I was supposed to be just like them, living and cherishing every moments I spent as I continued to live a care free life.
The authorities brought me to the orphanage, saying the people here will take care of me until the day I become an adult. I'm bound to spend a few years here since I'm still a ten years old boy with no other relatives nor did my parents have any close friends of their own who could adopt me.
Such is the life of a grieving child for the loss of the only two people he has ever loved and cared for. Though saying I'm alone is quite an exaggeration to say, since the caregivers and staffs of the orphanage helped me overcome the sadness I felt. They were welcoming and accommodating to say the least, they also comforted me whenever I threw some tantrums.
As I was zoning out and staring into nothing, one of the children approached me. The kid looked like she was not older than twelve years old, wearing a long black skirt that reached her knee complimented with her white t-shirt, long white hair and porcelain skin.
"uhh hello there, what's your name?" she asked.
I didn't answer her, only continued to stare at her until she backed away. However to my dismay, she stayed and just met my gaze head on as if she was daring me to stay quiet. I gave up and answered her "I'm Justine Luxeffer, nice to meet you." I said awkwardly.
I was uncomfortable, because even in school I didn't make any friends due to my introverted nature. I always liked being alone and with no one really forcing me to interact with another person, I did not see the need to interact with anyone unless absolutely necessary. That doesn't mean I don't want friends though, I wanted friends, but I'm just way too awkward.
She offered her hand for a hand shake and said "nice to meet you Justine."
I shook her hand and said "nice to meet you uhhh?"
"My name is Regina Tate, my mom owns the orphanage. Oh and you can call me big sister!"
"ah haha is that so? nice to meet you Regina."
her face slowly closed in on mine and she slowly said "I. said. call. me. big. sis."
This girl is way too energetic for her own good, and her face is too close to mine. Does she not have any sense of personal space? it's making me way too uncomfortable dammit.
"okay, big sis..." I said hesitantly.
Regina Tate, she was very annoying at first because she kept invading my personal space. But as the days that turned into weeks went by, she started to grow on me, I slowly forgot my sadness and what replaced it was joy comparable to the one I felt with my parents. Her mother also took notice of the growing fondness Regina had for me.
In the end, the Tate family had ended up adopting me. They were a family of four, now turned to five with me being adopted. It felt like I've won a lottery, the Tate family was wealthy, and they all possessed supernatural powers. It seems that the power they hold had something to do with gravity and that automatically made them a powerhouse even amongst the awakened.
I couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy towards them. I was grateful to them for adopting me and becoming a family, but I couldn't help but feel so envious of them. They were born wealthy and powerful while I, on the other hand, was born powerless, talentless and poor.
Being envious doesn't mean I hated them, I slowly grew up to love them, opening my locked emotions and by the time when the three years went by in a flash. Thirteen, that's my age now and I'm now liberated from the feeling of jealousy and what replaced that jealousy was familial love.
I've also moved on from what happened to my biological parents, seemingly at peace already and accepted it as something that simply happened in the past and continued to bury it under my mind.
"Morning ugly Mcgee." said by the girl who looked eerily similar to Regina, Rosalyn Tate, my seventeen years old sister, she's older than Regina by two years.
"Morning bitch ass ni-"
THUMP
Interrupting me from saying the word was Regina who looked visibly infuriated and said "NO. SAYING. BAD. WORDS! Bad Justine Bad!"
It was kind of funny, this sight of me enjoying my new life. It was like everything that had happened three years ago was merely a nightmare. Well I suppose it is indeed a nightmare, but the difference was that it really happened.
Looking at my watch, I spoke in a hurried tone "ahh shit I'll be late for my morning class, I'll get going now bye!"
"ah wait your pho-!" Regina spoke, hurriedly rummaging her bag.
"aaand he's gone.... I'm also going now bye." Rosalyn spoke and leaving Regina on her own.
"sigh~ those two are so troublesome...." Regina spoke before taking her leave too.
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It's been three years since the war between the heroes and villains ended, also three years when my parents were killed by a soldier. I've now come to terms that my parents did violate the law by getting acquainted with villains and working for them in the long terms.
I'm still a mundane and not an awakened, since my parents were also mundane, I held no hope of suddenly becoming an awakened like those novels and comics I've read, this is real life and not fiction. But who know? maybe something funny like sudden awakening might just happen to me. The chances of me being adopted by a wealthy family was extremely low, yet here I am now.
There's nothing wrong with dreaming right? I mean, sure my sisters are currently attending one of the best superhuman academies today. So if I awaken, I might have a slight chance of studying there hehe.
I arrived on my school in time just before the classes have even begun.