Chapter 12: Lovatics Curiosity

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DEMI'S
Is Demi Lovato having some strange emotional relapse?
That's the last question I hear before I dash into the mall.
Do they think I'm going crazy? What if my lovatics turn on me? Worst of all, what if Charley is scared of me?
Just the thought of my little girl being scared of me causes tsunamis of worry and concern to splash through my head and butterflies to swarm around my stomach. My life would be so boring with out my baby.
"Are you okay, Demi?" Asks Jo in his deep voice.
"Yeah. Now let's go find Starbucks!" I try to sound cheerful as we walk around the mall.
We end up running into a coffee bean stand in result to a skipping race Char started. Jo, Charley, and I are rolling around on the floor, laughing. Coffee beans shower over us and I get a perfect selfie of us as coffee beans fall onto our faces.
Jo quickly stops and helps us up.
"Excuse me for forgetting my place, Demi."
I playfully punch him,"Are you kidding me? That was the most fucking fun I've had in the past three days!"
Jo smiles and escorts us into a Starbucks full of paparazzi, customers, and lovatics.
"Ohmigod! It's Demi Lovato!" Squeals a girl, with some interesting purple hair , sitting in the corner of the shop.
A chain reaction of squeals and camera flashes go off as the girls, and a few guys, surround us.
Charley's face goes white as she hides behind Jo's leg, practically shaking with fear. I step back and hold her hand reassuringly.
"Demi! Can we get a selfie!?" Asks a group of about four girls.
"Of course!" I spend the next fifteen minutes signing notebooks, taking selfies, and holding on to Char's tiny hand.
"Who's this?" Asks a girl with a brown and blonde ombré as she squats closer to Charley.
"Well, my lovatics, this is my surprise for the Ellen Show this Wednesday!"
"But that's so long!"
"It's only Monday!" My lovatics argue that they need to know who Charley is.
"Okay, calm down. Promise you can keep a secret?" I whisper and look around to see if paparazzi is spying on us.
They all nod eagerly and give their full attention to me.
"This is my future. She is my diamond in the rough and my umbrella in the rain."
With that, I walk away from the squealing girls, hand in hand with Charley and my coffee.

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