Tori had on her sweatshirt Miss Har, the orphanage director, gave her after she went to Disneyland Paris. It was the teenager's birthday. Tori was excited, but knew there wouldn't be cake because after all it was an orphanage. Tori was turning thirteen. October 11th, 2004.

2017 was a nice year, but Tori preferred 2016 when she didn't have as many responsibilities. The rules weren't as strict, but they had a crueler director, Miss D. Tori had joked and called her Miss Dumb on multiple occasions. Tori was glad Miss D left.

On October 11th, Tori's life was going to change majorly. Yet she didn't know it.

Tori was sitting in class at her school, Osgood Academy, waiting for instruction from her math teacher. She despised math. Number one, all her teacher did was lecture them on why they should have good behavior. Tori was sketching a scene of a riverside house when her phone rang.

"May I? It's from Miss Har. It may be important. She never calls during class," Tori said, as quick as possible. With a growl and a slight nod, her math teacher allowed Tori to get out of class to talk to Miss Har.

"Tori? There's someone interested in fostering you. Can you go to the office? I can pick you up there," Miss Har asked over the phone.

"Sure, let me grab my stuff!" exclaimed Tori excitedly. She ran back in, hung up, grabbed her papers and pencil and threw on the crummy, hammy down backpack. She whistled We're off to see the wizard as she walked through the halls and hurried to the office. When she got there, Miss Har was waiting. The beautiful black haired Scottish woman smiled and looked to Tori's drawing.

"What's that?"

"A riverside house. I dunno, math bored me."

"Well, we better not leave Mrs. Song waiting. I think she'll like you and you'll like her. She's a policewoman with a huge personality. She's awesome!"

Tori found the ride back to the orphanage extremely boring. But once they arrived, Tori hopped out of the car with a big smile. She was about to meet someone who could potentially be her foster parent! She hoped she'd like her. Miss Har and Tori hurried through the back door and inside.

"Okay, call her Mrs. Song," instructed Mrs. Har. Tori nodded. The two walked into the lobby room. Tori saw the woman. She had golden poofy hair, and appeared friendly. She had on a flannel and overall looked welcoming.

"Hello, Mrs. Song. I'm Glory… and this is Victoria," Miss Har said. Tori smiled.

"Hi Mrs. Song," exclaimed Tori, "Nice to finally meet you."

"So I heard it's your birthday? Going on thirteen?" Mrs. Song asked. Tori nodded.

"Yeah! I'm really happy too. All the other girls have April birthdays. In fact, there are days when multiple girls have a birthday! It's chaos!" laughed Tori, "My parents left me here a few days after I was born. No record of who, just "Tor" and my birthdate."

"That's so sad!" exclaimed Mrs. Song. "But I'm sure they had a reason."

"Yeah…" muttered Tori.

"Well," said Miss Har, trying to break the conversation, "Mrs. Song if you'd like to fill out these forms…"

"Oh! Yes," Mrs. Song said, scrambling over to the desk to fill out the contract.

"Tori, follow me please," Miss Har said. Tori nodded before s Miss Har led her to a private room.

"Do you like her?"

"Of course! She seems really nice. I'll be happy. Hey its better than here with the other kids."

"I'm glad your happy."

Miss Har motioned for the door and the two went back to the lobby, where Mrs. Song had finished the contract.

"Come on, sweetie. Go get your belongings!" exclaimed Mrs. Song. Tori excitedly ran out of the room and up the stairs. She never wanted to see the other kids again. She pulled her trunk of belongings from under the bed and her fedora. She grabbed some of her ponytail holders from her night table and threw it in the luggage. Tori got up and picked up the heavy trunk and walked downstairs.

"I'm ready, Mrs. Song!" she exclaimed, but walked to Miss Har, dropped her luggage, and hugged her.

"I hope you get to know Mrs. Song. Just remember you can come back here."

"Okay, Miss Har. Goodbye!"

Tori ran to Mrs. Song and then the two walked out of the orphanage.