"Honey sit down" dad says, "I have to tell you something. You know Ariana Grande right? Well um, I'm her dad. And um, your, your her sister." What? It takes a moment to sink in. Ariana Grande is my sister? "Really? She's my sister?" I question. "Yes he says, "over summer break we are going to visit them. Look she just found out too." "But. But, so I'm going to meet Ariana Grande. I mean my
Sister?" I'm like so nervous for that time to
Come because it's in 2 days.
Dad says we're leaving for L.A tomorrow.
I go upstairs to pack. What do I bring to a superstars house? I pack nice clothes. My ones that I get for Christmas. The ones from Abercrombie, Hollister, and Delia's. My birthday is in 4 days. So what do I wear? I'll just wear one of the outfits I packed. Dad came upstairs. "And um honey, pack everything because we're moving their too. Me and your mom are getting back together." Um what? I have never even met my mom...
