"oh.my.fuck." i said as i entered the room. "WATCH YOUR MOUTH MISSIE!!" my den mother scolded me. I roll my eyes, which I made sure that she didn't see it. I saw Alex Gaskarth and his band sitting at the table. I slowly walked over to the table trying to act cool. "hi, what's your name?" Alex said,  "hi, how are y'all" i said in my thick Cajun accent. I got it from my grandmother. She was born in Baton Rouge. Jack said "Is that an accent I hear?" "Ya, its Cajun" Rain said I guess he knows his accents "well take her" Alex says "REALLY!!!" I screamed "but i have some conditions" remembering my band-mates. Alex said "What" giving me a confused face. "I'm in a popular band and I cant leave without them" this is where i loose most of my good family's. I had ALMOST been adopted 24 times but because there was 5 members in the band they didn't have enough bed rooms. I looked down sadly. "We have enough room" I hear Alex say, i stared at him like he was crazy, "holy shit did you just say what i think you just said?" he nodded. My den mother said "Go get You and your 'BAND' packed NOW" she said sternly. I silently flipped her off. I ran to my band mates and told them everything. they all responded with a HOLY SHIT. we all got packed and met downstairs. We tried to fit in Alexs car but I was squished, and drove to his house. Once we arrived, we got to see how big the house is. I get out of the car and I see a fucking mansion! MANSION!!! Fucking mansion. 15 bedrooms, 12 baths. Fucking huge.