You Can't Choose Your Family ➸ Demi Lovato

{Chapter 3}

It was kinda late to have dinner. Thank the fucking lord because eating in front of loads of people terrifies me. I just feel so judged. Anyway so dinner was sorted by Demi, Dallas and Madison's mom (who I can now recognise and know she's called Dianna) pulling out some chips and other junk food.

I managed to avoid eating any by saying I was tired and went up to Madison's room, where I was staying. No one questioned it.

I delved into my duffel bag, pulling out some pyjama bottoms with turkeys on them (yes I'm so incredibly festive), a hoodie and my wash bag.

I found Maddie's en suite. Like we're not exactly poor, mom's husband Cole is pretty high up in his marketing shit but we don't have en suite bathrooms. Earlier this evening I would've described them as rich fucking pricks but they seem nice enough so I'll drop the pricks. They're just fucking rich.

When I returned to the room Maddie was on her bed, scrolling through her phone.

"Hey Saskia!" She smiled at me and locked her phone. I smiled back before dumping my dirty clothes on the floor near my blow up mattress. "Are you actually tired?" She asked.

Wait she didn't know I'd lied to skip food did she?! Am I that obvious?!

I nodded, "yeh."

"Damn!" She punched the mattress. "Because I totally wanted to bust Demi tonight!" She laughed.

"Bust her?" I asked, pulling back the duvet cover. The little mermaid. What great taste this family had! Disney obsessive freaks!

"Well," an evil smirk spread across her perfect features. Don't get me wrong, I definitely didn't have a crush on my aunt. Well she wasn't my aunt but like step aunt. Geez my family's so confusing. Madison is just stunning. Like literally beautiful, just like Demi and Dallas. "If you'd like to join me in the 'mission bust Dilmer' headquarters. I will explain." She patted the bed next to her.

I cautiously perched myself on the edge of the white sheets. "You're either in or out. I don't work with double agents." She chuckled, pulling me further onto the bed so we sitting crossed legged opposite each other. Her phone pinged. "We have acquired more agents!"

Just then Dallas and Marissa slipped into the room. "Welcome agent Lovato and agent Callahan." Maddie said mock seriously. I could feel myself warming to this girl. She was easy and fun to be around.

"What's the plan?" Marissa jumped on the bed beside me.

"We're busting Dilmer!" Maddie announced, looking incredibly proud of herself.

"What's Dilmer?" I asked. Oh I talked. That surprised me. Maybe I feel somewhat confident around these guys.

"Demi and Wilmer's ship name, duh." Marissa chuckled, punching me jokingly on the shoulder.

"You're totally not a celeb gossip site fanatic are you?" Dallas asked, well rather stated. I shook my head. "I like you." She said seriously.

I giggled, "thanks... I guess?"

"Me and Demi were thinking you were going to be a crazy perverted Lovatic or something. We thought you'd-" Marissa was cut off by an annoyed looking Maddie.

"Agents, this is a serious meeting." Okay she was totally faking looking annoyed but she seemed pretty intense about this 'mission'. "Dilmer should retire to their sleeping chamber," for the second time today I found myself holding back tears of laughter, "in approximately half an hour. Which means we need to hurry up and get the water pistols from the garage!"

"But it's like 50 degrees out there." Dallas whined, pouting.

"Do you wanna bust Dilmer or not?" Maddie actually sounded a tad scary. Dallas sighed and grabbed my arm.

"Fuck!" I winced at the pain from my mutilated wrist that Dallas had tugged on rather too tightly. Second time today. Geez. Geez I use the word geez way too much. Geez.

"You okay?" She looked at me concerned.

"Y-yeh I er... I just hurt my arm in gym the other day." I added a smile to make my cover up sound more convincing. Dallas shrugged. I think she believed me...

"Let's go get these pistols!"

"I'll come." Maddie said, joining Dallas near the door. "Mar, you and Saskia keep tabs on the location of the targets."

"Okay!" Marissa smiled and I nodded in agreement too.

It was awkward between Marissa and I for a moment until she spoke.

"What did you do to your arm in gym?" She asked. Maybe she was just making conversation? But maybe she busted my lie?

I thought we were meant to be busting Demi not me...