Being The Badgirl's Pop Star {ON HOLD}

Chapter 1--One Big Happy Family

Hey guys, so here y'all go with the new book and I hope you enjoy.

**You have to read the first 2 books to understand.

QOTD: Death doesn't scare me, a life without him does. ~Unknown.

2QOTD: I won't give up on you so don't give up on me. ~Oliver Sykes.

Cara as Vixy
Dylan as Arthur...

Vixy Mente...

"Bullcrap!" I yelled, my father threw me over his shoulder and began to spin me around. I'm going to be sick, I hit his lower back to tell him to stop. However he didn't, I'm really going to be sick.

"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" My little sister shrieked, my dad stopped and dropped me. My butt hit the ground, ouch...really dad? He smirked at me.

My dad still has that classic smirk that gets girls attention and that deadly look that scare people away. My dad was Fabian aka a monster, a gang member...whatever but he's a father as well. He didn't look old because he isn't that old, he looks like he's twenty-eight but he's not.

My dad is still with Sandra-my adopted mom- it was hard for them but they made it through. Barely but they made it.

"Wixy!" My little sister laughed. My little sister is only five years old, her slightly curly dirty blond hair bounced every time she ran. My dad said he had wavy slightly curly hair when he was a kid so that's where Jocie got it from, however she had pale white skin and her bright green eyes. She had a scar on her arm when she fell, my parents panicked because she was only three years old.

"Argh, Jocie be quiet." My other little brother groaned. He's a seven year old with an attitude yet he won't give my parents an attitude or me. My dad smacked my brother behind his head which made him hiss.

"Ouch!"

My dad snorted, "Talk to your little sister like that and I'll beat your ass." That was a total lie, my dad never raised his hand at us. He didn't like the fact of ever hitting us besides my mom would beat his ass if he ever did. Juan was the oldest of the kids, he made sure everything was okay. He's like a bad kid with good intentions.

When its dinner, Juan makes sure Jocie is her seat, Antonio is in his as well, that everyone gets what they need, that my mom is okay since she's eight months pregnant. It makes my dad worry in a weird way, however he's proud of Juan because he's mature for his age.

When its bed time, Juan and I make sure the kids are asleep, that Jocie has her Apple juice next to her on the table so she won't be bothering my parents about being thirsty and that Antonio goes to the bathroom and has his teddy bear with him.

That's basically how Juan is. He's serious however he can be a playful some times, and gets angry easily with weird bipolar but some times caring even though he doesn't like showing it. He gets in trouble in school because he's compulsive like my dad, he's like my dad basically.

Blond hair, green eyes, pale skin, a smirk that throws off girls; young and old.

Jocie was skipping around, I decided to suddenly grab Jocie. She giggled making me smile, her laugh was contagious that's for sure. Juan just sat and looked at us, my dad said something about going to check on my mom.

Like I said, my mom is eight months pregnant. She was tired so decided to rest for a while and my dad checks on her every time ever since what happen seven years ago, my dad has the fear of losing the baby like they almost lost Juan.

Juan won't understand completely but I remember my mom went days with my dad scared something bad will happen to her, I remember everything like it was yesterday: