#Chapter77
The Gray Brothers
Maggie
/"Nolan! Give me back my bra, you little brat!/" I chased Nolan.
He ran, waving my bra in the air. You’re wondering what I’m doing? I’m chasing Nolan Gray, the youngest of the Gray Brothers. He wasn’t little since he’s five inches taller than me, but he’s still a pest.
Okay, you’re confused about why I’m chasing him when I’m not even related to him. Why don’t we backtrack?
Brian and Tricia Holloway, AKA, my birth parents, left a few weeks ago. They took a sabbatical for a whole stupid year without me, their loving daughter, and dumped me on our neighbors, the Grays. You’re wondering why they didn’t let me stay home. It’s simple. They rented out our house.
I swear. Sometimes, my parents think of themselves.
Now, I have known the Grays my entire life since we’re neighbors. Pat and Nate are the sweetest people you’ll ever meet. Can they adopt me?
