Chapter One: You Have a Visitor

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Unique's POV

I still can't believe this is happening. My mom was the only person that I have left in this world, and she's gone. I pretended not to care but I can't anymore. The people at school aren't sympathetic at all and make fun of me for being an orphan. My life has completely changed. Now I'm laying here in this group home in my bed in a sports bra and booty shorts because it is so hot. My old room had central air and a comfy mattress. I live with two other older girls in my room; Alyssa who's 15 and June who's 16. They are both annoying and ghetto. I don't late using hate words but I sometimes can't help it.

I hear a knock on the door and look at the time. It's 10am I think to myself 'Do these people know what sleeping in means?". I yell, "Go away!" and go completely under the covers. I like the feeling of this, I feel safe.

I then hear the annoying high pitched voice of one of the people who works here saying, "Fine but you have a visitor." I think her name is Shannon. She is the one that is always happy all the time even when the kids disrespect her. 

I get out from underneath my covers and yell back, "Who is it?" I never have any visitors sense nobody seems to really cares about me. 

The voice opens the door and says, "It's your social worker Charlotte. I'm not sure what it's about, do you want me to tell her you're busy."

Even though Shannon might be the sweetest woman you'll ever meet; sometimes she is just stupid. I take a breath and say, "No, I'll be down in ten." She nods and leaves my room. I then get up and look at my disgusting reflection in the mirror. I look at my stomach which is the most gross part of it. My arms are scarred from the cuts I've made on myself so many times. I put on my blue and white striped tank top, some bracelets, and an orange hoodie. I then fix myself a little and walk down the stairs. 

Charlotte is such an old grumpy woman with her stupid look hair and professional clothes. She says, "Good Morning." I nod and sit down at the table she is sitting at. She looks at me and says, "Aren't you going to eat breakfast?"

I am repulsed that she would be so rude. I simply just say what I have always said, "I can't eat when I first wake up." 

She rolls her eyes and says, "You should really change that. The best way to start your day is by having a full belly."

Ugh she is a so annoying, I hate it when adults pesture me to eat. If I wanted to, don’t you think I would? Instead of yelling I simply laugh and say sarcastically, "Well I guess I'm going to keep having shitty ass days." I don't think Charlotte understood my sarcasm because she just stared at me. I try to keep the conversation going and say, "So... Shannon tells me that you have an update on my case?"

She then nods, takes out what I think is my file out of her briefcase, and says, "Yes, were you aware your father had a previous wife?" I shake my head. All I ever knew about my father is that he was an alcoholic who abused my mother and left when I was a baby. She continues, "Well with that first wife he had two daughters. One is 25 and the other is almost 20."

I open my eyes wide and say, "Wow... I never knew my father and kind of expected this but still. Wow." I wonder if he stuck around with them for more than a year.

She nods her head and says, "Yep. I made a phone call to the older one, her name is Dallas, but she hasn't gotten back to me yet. I called the younger one to. I got her manager a few times but the last time I called she picked up."

I get confused and say, "What do you mean by you got her manager?"

Charlotte laughs and says, "Oh I forgot to tell you, your sister is Demi Lovato."

Why does that name sound familiar? I think harder but give up and say "I honestly don't know who that is...." I think I've heard her name once or twice. 

Charlotte looks shocked. "You don't know who that is? Have you ever seen Camp Rock?" I shake my head. "What about Sonny with a Chance? Princess Protection Program? She has a new album that came out last year. The song Skyscraper!"

I just kept shaking my head to all of them. I say, "When I was a kid I never really watched much TV. I was more of a go play outside until the street lights came on type of girl." It’s true plus we couldn’t really afford cable since my mom was a single mom. She worked two jobs for most of my life trying to pay the bills and put food on the table.

Charlotte still dumb founded says, "Wow... My kids love her."

Now I'm curious and say, "Well who is she?"

Charlotte continues, "She is a singer and an ex-Disney actress. Role model to thousands of teenagers and children."

I laugh, "Wait you're trying to tell me that my father, the one who left us and went all the way to the UK. Beat my mother and was an alcoholic had someone that was actually important in this world?"

She nods her head and says, "Yes and she wants to meet you."

I get even more confused and say, "Why? Was he not an asshole to her?"

She continues, "Well he was but she wants to get to know you. She might eventually take you out of here. Don't you want to at least meet her?

A glimmer of hope comes over me. I hate this place with a passion and I haven’t been able to wait until I get out since the moment Family Services said the word Group Home. I nod my head and say, "She might get me out of this hellhole?"

She nods her head and says, "Yeah, so don't screw it up."

Why doesn’t this chick have such a negative opinion in me? I say sarcastically, "I'm loving the confidence in me." It goes silent again. This lady really doesn't understand sarcasm. We both roll our eyes and I say, "Well when is she coming?"

She then smiles and says, "Tomorrow."

I get a little nervous and say, "Oh. My. God. Thanks for the time to prepare. Do I get to go shopping at least?"

She laughs and says, "I thought you weren't like the average girl."

I shake my head and I say, "I'm not, but I do want to look good for the first time I meet my famous sister."  

Charlotte laughs and says, “Wow I didn’t think it was possible for you to be happy!”

I laugh also and say, “Well it is, but don’t get too excited.” Through the years, I haven’t been able to live that much of a happy life through my mom almost never being home because of work, the people being mean to me at school, and being almost as poor as the people who lived in the Homerville’s in the Depression.  Well the last part wasn’t exactly true. I never went without but I just didn’t have most of the benefits other kids have. I never had a smart phone, or a big plasma TV. In fact we had a TV with a box in the back of it until I was ten. 

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