Kamryn's POV."Hello." I said boldly in front of the entire Kardashian family.
All I got were strange, curious looks back. Finally, North... by number one fan in this house... broke the silence by reaching for her mommy.
I walked over to Kim and handed her North. Now, without the baby in my arms acting as somewhat of a shield, I felt defenseless against an army of people. If that even makes sense...
"Okay, everyone, meet Kamryn. She is a very special guest tonight. So treat her with respect everyone, meaning Robert." Kris emphasized her son, Rob. I don't know what that was all about.
Rob shrunk back and nodded. Kris continued, "Dinner is ready, so everyone grab a dish and set it on the table."
"What's that I smell?" Scott lifted his nose up in the air and sniffed like a dog.
"Mango salsa tilapia." Kris replied as she set the main dish on the table right in the center.
"That sounds delicious!" I exclaimed, louder than I expected to. Everyone turned their heads to me and Kim laughed, seeing how red and embarrassed I was at my actions.
"Kamryn is right, it smells yummy too!" Kim said. I am glad she stepped in and lightened the mood. She looked at me and winked and I mouthed the words thank you.
Even after I have prepared myself over and over for this moment, I am still yet shakingly nervous. I can't shake the feeling that they will all hate me. I am the affair baby... I am the literal result of someone cheating in a marriage. I don't think anyone in this room can relate to what I am feeling. None of them.
I have watched these people on television for years with my drunken father. I never thought in a million years I would be sitting at this table having dinner with them.
After all the dishes and drinks were transported to the family table, Kris said, "Bruce honey, would you like to say grace?"
"Sure." He said. We all bowed our heads and said a short prayer to bless the food. Everyone makes this family out to be some sex-crazed inappropriate, scandaling family out for money. But here we are saying a prayer to bless the food. People shouldn't judge them so harshly...
I found myself sitting in between Kim and North, and Khloè.
Kris tried to get a seat by me but didn't make it to the table in time. I probably would've felt more comfortable by her. Especially when she breaks the news.
The dinner was amazing. I didn't know Kris was such a good cook. The fish was good and the conversation at the table wasn't awkard at all, surprisingly.
Until the topic became me.
"So, Karmin, where do you live?" Scott asked.
"Uhm, it's Kamryn." I laughed it off and luckily they did too. "And I lived in New York."
"So what brought you to Calabasas?" Bruce added.
"Um." I looked at Kris, who was just as nervous as I was. "Family stuff, different things really... "
"Has anyone ever told you that you look identical to Kendall?" Khloè said laughing. Everyone looked between me and Kendall... who looked flawless by the way. I wish I looked like her.
"Yeah." I nodded and laughed. "They have. Living in NYC, alot of people on the streets and when I would go out would always think I was you." I said to Kendall. "I actually think I might have signed an autograph one time." I laughed.
I just made my first joke. I held my breath as I waited for a reaction, hopefully laughter, at the table.
All the sudden everyone burst out laughing. I breathed out a sigh of relief and my heart slowed down. I can't believe they actually just laughed at my joke.
Dinner after that became easy. It was like I broke the ice, and everyone began talking to me.
But just as dinner was over and everyone was done eating, Scott said, "So, why are you here again? I never heard you say."
I froze. I looked around for Kris and she was over in the kitchen and didn't hear what he said. "Uh...." I stuttered.
After a long, long pause, Kendall said, "Is something wrong?"
I looked around the room at everyone staring me down, some giving me confusing looks as to why I just sat there and wasn't answering any questions.
"I am.. I am Kim's baby sitter." I lied through my teeth.
Kim looked at me and held North sound asleep in her arms. "Yeah, but that's not the only reason." She pointed out. Thanks alot, Kim."Mom told me earlier that she would explain at dinner? So, mom.... you invited everyone over to share big news. And you said Kamryn was a "special" guest, so they have to go hand in hand...."
"Spill it mom!" Kylie yelled over into the kitchen.
Kris stared back at us in the kitchen. "Okay. It's time to tell everyone why you are here.... how about we all go in the family room?"
"Oooohhhh the family room." Khloè exaggerated.
I followed the crowd of people, aka my family, into the next room. Everyone plopped down by each other on a long couch. I sat by myself in a chair to the left of the couch.
Kris walked in and she looked nervous. She rubbed her palms together and was walking really slow..
Bruce said, "Honey, what is this all about? I thought you said this was just lost or something?"Kris faced Bruce at the front of the room. "Um, I lied... " she began.
"You are really freaking us all out mom. You are like, lost for words and that doesn't happen often. Lets all cherish this moment!" Khloè laughed. Kendall and Kylie snickered at what she said.
"Khloe, this isn't a time for jokes." Kris began seriously. She looked over at me, "There really is no easy way to say this... I don't know how you all will react, and Bruce.. I don't know how you will react either. Everyone please just keep an open mind, and be respectful to Kamryn."
"Okay...? Mom just say it!" Kourtney said.
Kris looked all around the room at her kids and Bruce. She was pale as a ghost. "Kamryn.... will be moving in with us.... And she will be staying for a very long time..."
She wasn't done, but just by the looks that everyone had on their faces I would've cracked under the pressure of standing in front of them.
"What are you talking about?" Bruce said. He looked confused and almost upset.
"You see, Kamryn came to Calabasas for a reason. She did come for family reasons. We are her family. She is my daughter."
She waited to see if everyone's reactions, and they began to laugh. Everyone began to voice their opinion all at once.
Robert said, "No offense mom, but don't you think you are a little old to adopt?"
"You're adopting the baby sitter??" Khloè laughed.
Everyone yelled, literally, what they thought about the situation. It was so overwhelming. Here I am, used to the somewhat quietness of living with my dad, in the midst of this huge family who loves to voice their opinion.
"Stop! Stop!" Kris yelled. "Everyone shut up!"
The room got quiet. "Gosh mom." Kourtney said. "What's wrong with you?"
"What wrong with me? What's wrong with me??" Kris repeated her question sarcastically. "I am not adopting Kamryn!"
The room started up again, yelling over each other. Finally, I saw that Kris had enough of it.
"Kamryn is my daughter! My biological daughter!"
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