Alex's POV:
I go out of the bathroom and see Marie sitting there. "Hi." I say.
"Hi." Marie says back.
"So, what's it like living here?" I ask.
"Well Miss Smith always is nice to us when someone comes to adopt, but the rest of the time, she is terrible and she hits us." Marie says.
"Oh. That's terrible. My sister hates me and hits me, and my family just ignores me, and all they care about is how perfect my older sister is. They are too far up her ass to notice that anything is going on anyways." I say.
"Oh, I'm sorry for you. You wanna run, cause I kind of overheard you on the phone. We can go anywhere you want and escape this place." Marie says.
I say, "Yes, of course!" I grab my bag and put my phone in my pocket. She goes over to the window, opens it, and climbs out of it. I follow her out the window.
We walk for a while and I lose track of time. "You want to get a tattoo or a piercing?" I ask as we pass a store.
"Sure! But we don't have money." She says.
"Correction, I have money. My sister is very rich and all it took was a while of kissing her ass before she gave me my own credit card attached to the family's account, so I have tons and tons of money." I say.
"Oh. Well then, let's go!" Marie says.
We walk into the shop. "I want to get a matching tattoo with you, something meaningful. How about the Stay Strong tattoo cause I know we're going to go through a lot together." Marie asks.
"Yeah, I think the Stay Strong tattoo is good. I want to get a nose piercing, a second ear piercing, and a belly button ring." I say.
Marie says, "I guess I'll get all of those."
I smile, and they get to work. It hurts, but I have a high pain tolerance. I look pretty badass when I'm done. So does Marie.
"Let's go get our hair dyed!" I say.
"Sure, what color?" Marie asks.
"An ombré that starts as dark brown and lightens out into an almost blond brown." I say.
"I'll get my hair dyed blonde with pink tips." Marie says.
We go and find the nearest salon and go there. As we are walking, I can see some paparazzi, and I curse under my breath. They say,
"Is that Alex Lovato?"
"Alex, why the goth look?"
"Alex, why aren't you with your family?"
"Alex why did you run away?"
"Alex, why are you so fat and ugly? You don't deserve to be a Lovato."
I sigh. Marie says, "So is there something you wanted to tell me, or...."
"Well, I'm Demi Lovato's younger sister." I say.
"Oh." Alex says.
We walk into the hair salon and our hair looks amazing. I pay and we leave.
"So where do we go now?" I asked.
"You could call Demi." Marie says.
"I, um, fine." I say.
I pull out my phone and call Demi. She answers as soon as I pick up.
"Alex, where the hell are you? You aren't at that damn orphanage, so just tell me where you are."
"I'm right outside the hair salon that you get your hair dyed at."
"Oh, Alex, don't tell me you got your hair dyed, did you?"
"You'll have to see when you get here. And I have a friend who I met at the orphanage who is coming home with us and you're not going to say a word."
"Who's this friend? And I thought you didn't go to the orphanage."
"My friends name is Marie and she's 15. And I did go to the orphanage, I just left before you got there."
"Ok. We're on our way. Don't you dare leave or I swear, you will be in so much trouble."
"Ok, mom." I hang up the phone.
"Demi's coming, but you can't freak out when you see her, ok? And you can't tell her anything we did except the hair dye, ok?" I say.
"Ok." Marie says.
We sit there in silence before I get bored and I start singing Just The Way You Are by Bruno Mars. Marie joins in and starts harmonizing with me.
After our duet, Marie leans in and kisses me on the lips. I kiss her back.
"So, do you like me back?" Marie says.
"Of course, you're hot and you're nice and caring." I say to her.
"Awww, that's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me. So, I know I'm probably taking this way to fast, but will you be my girlfriend?" Marie says.
"Yes, of course!" I say.
We lean in and kiss again, and in that moment, everything else is forgotten, and it's just us two against the world.
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The Story Of Alexandria Lovato 1
FanfictionMy name is Alexandria Marie Lovato and I'm 14. But don't call me Alexandria or your life will be in danger. Call me Alex instead. Or Lexi. Either one is fine by me. But anyways, I bet you picked up on my last name. Lovato. Yup I'm a Lovato. The le...