Alex's POV:
A guy who looked much older than Demi came into the room.
"Hermosa!" He said to Demi as her kissed her lips.
"Who are you?" He says to me.
"I'm Alex and I'm 14. I'm Demi's younger sister. What's your name?" I say.
"My name's Wilmer." He says.
"Umm, that's cool I guess. So do you speak Spanish?" I say.
"Por favor." Wilmer says.
I smile and reply back. " Eso es realmente genial. Comencé a aprender español cuando estaba en quinto grado."
Wilmer says, " Buen trabajo, pequeña. Yo naci en Mexico. ¿Alguna vez has estado allí?"
"No, y no estoy planeando porque he oído que es un lugar terrible. ¿No crees que es?" I say.
"En los barrios pobres que es. Pero en los barrios ricos es magnífico" I say.
Demi looks extremely confused. She pouts like a little child.
"How come you two know Spanish but I don't? It's not fair." Demi says. She stomps her foot to emphasize her point.
"Well hermosa, you were homeschooled, so chances are, we know more about Spanish than you." Wilmer says.
At first Demi looks offended but then she kind of shrugs and accepts it cause Wilmer is right.
"What's for dinner? I'm starving." I say. It's true cause I haven't eaten without keeping it down in days.
"You're starving?" Demi says. She looks shocked.
"Yeah. I mean, I'm sick and tired of dealing with everything so I just want to get better for you. I know it's stressful having to deal with me and probably triggering to. So I'll try my best to recover. What do I need to do?" I say.
"We can talk about this later! Just try to eat now, for me." Demi says.
"OK. I will." I say.
Demi puts food on my plate and says, "Alex, you have to eat all of this food. Please try for me."
I take a deep breath. Demi takes my hand in an attempt to calm me down. I take a bite of the food. It's amazing!
"Wow Wilmer. You're a pretty fucking awesome cook! This is so so good. Can you move in with us and be our cook?"
Wilmer laughs. "Sure Alex! If it's OK with Demi."
"Of course you can move in." Demi says.
I smile. This is the first time I've ever felt like I fit in and I wasn't being ignored. It was the best feeling in the world.
After dinner, Demi turned on her karaoke box and we sang karaoke. I sang Perfect by P1nk. Demi and Wilmer looked shocked.
"Wow girl, I knew you could sing but not like that." Demi says
"How can such a big, emotion filled voice come out of such a small girl?" Wilmer says.
I didn't think I was that good. We went to bed cause it was late. The next morning I found out two big things that changed my life forever.
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The Story Of Alexandria Lovato 1
FanfictionMy name is Alexandria Marie Lovato and I'm 14. But don't call me Alexandria or your life will be in danger. Call me Alex instead. Or Lexi. Either one is fine by me. But anyways, I bet you picked up on my last name. Lovato. Yup I'm a Lovato. The le...