Family Line- pt. 1

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This is an au. Taylor is the mom, Gracie is the oldest, Olivia and Conan are the middle twins, and Sabrina is the youngest. Taylor is Taylor swift, obviously, and she is who she is. The others are just normal teenagers, in high school and college. This will be a few parts long, cus I've been wanting to do this for a while. They all have different dads, so they can keep their last names cus it would be weird otherwise to write.

Sabrina's Pov

"Mom!" I yelled down the stairs, knowing somebody would hear me, as this house was stuffed to the brim with my siblings. "Sabrina, she's at the airport, picking up that girl!" Gracie yells from the kitchen, and I groan. I really needed her help with my science homework, which was REALLY HARD. I mean, why am I ever gonna need to memorize the periodic table? I step back into my room and sit back down at the desk. Who was this girl mom was picking up anyway? Mom said she was working on a song with her, and that she would be staying with us for a bit. Apparently she was in-between Conan and Liv, and me. So she was probably a junior? I mean, I was and the twins were seniors, so maybe. I knew her name, and that she was pretty famous. I'd looked her up earlier and saw that she was 14 in the world on Spotify.

She looked pretty, and I had heard a few of her more famous songs. She seemed like a nice person overall, but I hope she didn't try to interact with me, or whatever. I like my space, it happens I guess when your mom is... well, fucking Taylor Swift. We don't get to tell anyone. Anyway, back to this stupid science.

Y/n's Pov

"So, I think you're gonna like LA. It's different than New York, but it's amazing in all it's own ways!" Taylor says to me on the drive home. She and I had met at the Grammys last year and she said she would love to Collab with me someday. Of course, I said yes and well, here we are! "Yeah, it seems really nice here. A lot more open, and definitely hotter." I say, looking out the window. It did seem like a nice city to be staying in for a few weeks. "So, as you know I have kids. You'll probably be hanging around more with Olivia, Conan, and Sabrina. Those are my middles and youngest." I nod, remembering her mentioning this. "Yeah, sounds good." Taylor smiles, and I get more excited about this whole trip. Taylor and I are gonna make songs, I'm gonna hang out with people my own age, in LA if I have to remind you. I can't wait!

"Here it is." Taylor says, pulling her car up to the house. It was amazing, and massive at that. It was all white with a brick path leading up to it. There were windows, and an amazing front lawn. Maybe the coolest part was the dozens of Palm trees in the lawn and around the house. "Whoa..." I breathe out as she stops the car in front of the house, and we step out of the car.

" I breathe out as she stops the car in front of the house, and we step out of the car

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"It's nice, isn't it?" Taylor asks, and I nod, still looking up at the house. It was a lot more than nice, it was beautiful. "Yeah, it really is. Thanks by the way, for the ride, and for letting me stay with you and your family." She grins, and pulls me to the door. "Of course, anything for the famous Y/n Y/l/n." I chuckle and step inside after Taylor. The interior is just as beautiful as the exterior. It's white walls and floors, but filled with color from art on the walls and colorful furniture. I follow Taylor into the kitchen, where I'm met with a brunette girl digging through the fridge. "Hello!" She says, popping her head out from the fridge to talk to me. "Hi. I'm Y/n." I say, shaking her hand as she holds it out. "Nice to meet you, I'm Gracie. Gracie Abrams." I smile, and she takes something out of the fridge. "Well, you seem nice. Thank god, since you're staying with us. Although, I'm sure the littles will rope you into all their high school stuff. Thank god that's over for me." I chuckle, knowing I was happy when I got to be homeschooled due to fame. "yeah, high school sucks. I'm assuming you're the one in college then?" She nods, and Taylor walks back into the room. "Well Y/n, I brought your bag up to your room, and I see you've gotten to know Gracie." I nod and she smiles. 

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