Change -T.S.

What Would You Do

Chapter 3/Taylor's POV

"Hey, so who are you?" I asked a girl who looked 12 at Loft 89, who was sitting by the food.

"Hi! I'm Eva! I'm a huge Swiftie! Ohmygosh, I can't believe I'm actually talking to the Taylor Swift! Oh yeah, and my friend Grace said hi." She said.

"Oh well, tell Grace I say hi too. Great to meet you! You look adorable." I said.

"Thank you! Grace practically saved my whole outfit from three girls. She's tough." Eva said.

"Aww, well those girls are rude. Glad you have a friend like that to count on. Bye Eva!" I said, hugging her had taking a quick picture.

After Loft 89 I had to go back to my house in Nashville.

As I was driving I saw a black blob on the pavement.

I got out of my car, and ran over to find a girl who looked, like, 9.

"Oh my.... Umm... Sweetie!? Wake up!" I said. I looked at her, she was pale but she looked too pale and too skinny. She was beautiful. She was also wearing a wrist band from my concert, he must've went to tonight's show.

"Hmm?" She said, rubbing her eyes.

"Thank goodness, are you okay? What happened?" I asked her.

"Huh? Taylor Swift?" She said, sitting up. "Oh, I'm dreaming."

"No.... Are you alright, what happened?" I repeated.

"Umm, my mom was shopping with me and I got lost and hit the pole over there." She said.

"Oh, well let's find your mom." I said, grabbing her hand and helping her up.

She fell back down.

"I can't miss Taylor. She.... Well I can find her on my own... She's probably... Ugh..."

"Your mom isn't here, is she?" I said, kneeling down. She sighed and looked down.

"No, I'm from an orphanage and I'm running away. I fainted from lack of nutrition." She explained. "Miss Taylor? I don't think I can walk."

"I'll carry you sweetheart. What's your name?" I asked. I picked her up. I almost gasped at how light she was. She couldn't be more than 50 pounds.

"I'm Grace Winters. I'm from Miss Bethany's Orphanage. What are you to an do with me? Please don't take me back. I'm 12. Soon I'll have to go to the other orphanage..."

"I'll keep you for tonight... We can talk about that in the morning." I said, placing her into my car. She was 12?! Gosh, she was tiny.

"You don't have to.." She said, objecting.

"Eat this." I said, handing her a nutrition bar, I seemed to always carry those with me.

"I'm not hungry." She objected.

"Oh come on, you..." I looked over to find her asleep.

She looked like an angel when she slept. Fragile, beautiful....

She didn't want to go back to the orphanage... And I couldn't make her go back.

"Morning." I said, smiling at Grace, who had finally waken up. I handed her a plate of pancakes. "Eat up."

"Erg... I don't..." She stumbled.

"Eat, you have to eat." I said, frowning at her.

She looked down at her plate and slowly took a bite, looking like she was going to throw up.

"So, Grace, how long have you been at the..."

"All my life." She said, knowing what I was gonna say.

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

"Thanks for saying that. I don't like it there much. Bethany is mode but the other kids are pure torture. Since I was 3 they all hated me. I guess I haven't been perfect though. When I was 4, I spray painted a girl purple because she sis if I ate too many grapes I'd be fatter than I already was."

"Fat? Sweetie, you're like 50 pounds."

"52." She said, laughing. "I check."

"You shouldn't be worried about your weight."

"I am though." She said, frowning, taking a slow bite. Oh so that's why she's not eating...

"Grace, we need to do something with you."

"Let me die on the streets. Or send me off to another orphanage where I can spend the rest of my childhood." She suggested, looking up at me. She looked so innocent.

"Are you serious?" I said. "Please don't say that." I hugged Grace.

"Well... Do want you want with me, just please don't make me go back."

"I won't... You can go watch TV. I'll think about it." I said, letting go of her.

"Thank you miss Taylor." She said, smiling. She hugged me and walked away to the living room. I smiled. She was so small for 12 years old.

Well, what do I do with her? I can't just send her back...

I decided to text Adam (Calvin Harris)

I looked over to a girl who was so innocent and needed a loving, stable home to live in. I wanted to be the one to give her that.

TADA! I know I'm moving fast but I've had this written for awhile and wanted something to happen. So y'all know Grace is anorexic (doesn't eat for y'all who don't know) but she mentions another sickeness...
-Kaye