A Sisters Love (Demi Lovato FanFic)

Ch.53

Karoline POV

I am going back to school today and hopefully it won’t be awkward. I got on a grey sweater with a black heart, light wash jeans, and my knit uggs. I got a black purse to go with it. I waterfall braided my hair and then ran downstairs. I had done all my homework, but was really nervous.

“Hey mom,” I said.

“Hey baby, you ready,” she asked.

“Yeah,” I smiled. I fixed breakfast and then went upstairs and did my makeup and brushed my teeth. I had five minutes till I had to leave. I got my bookbag ready and then got on twitter for the first time since I tried to commit. There were so many nice tweets and I retweeted some of them. I got on my lovatic twitter and it was full of DM’s.

‘I am okay, just had a bit of trouble #stayingstrong’ I tweeted with a picture of Demi’s ‘Stay Strong’ tattoo.

I ran downstairs and grabbed my keys. I got in the car and started my way to school. I was about half way there when the real anxiety started getting to me. What if everyone started hating me just like the rest of my schools? I took a deep breath and made myself calm down and continue to school. I pulled up just like I did and headed to where my friends were. No one gave me dirty looks, maybe sympathetic, but never dirty. I don’t know, I hope that doesn’t change.

“Hey,” I said when I finally arrived.

“How are you,” Leeliah asked.

“I am fine, I used to be severely bullied, so I am kind of glad no one has at this school. I kind of thought that they would after I got back from the ‘incident’,” I said.

 “Okay, lets walk to first period,” Leeliah said.

“Hey, Karoline, the principle is looking for you,” some person came up to me.

“Okay, I’ll meet you there,” I said. I walked to the principal’s office.

I walked in and sat down to wait.

“Can I help you,” the receptionist asked.

“I was called here, Karoline Lovato,” I said. Oh, the principal will see you in the office.

I walked in and there were people I had never met before there.

“Hi,” I said sitting down awkwardly.

“These people are here to talk to you about something, your recent activities,” she said. I had no idea what she was talking about.

“I know you have never met me before, but I am your biological aunt and uncle on your paternal side,” she said. I started to get really scared. They had a really heavy accent and I knew they were from Mexico. I knew Spanish and I wanted them to understand me, so I decided to speak some Spanish.

“Nunca antes había conocido y el Tribunal ordenó que no se supone que para estar cerca de mí. No sé cómo me has encontrado, pero me está asustando,” I said. (Translation-I have never met you before and court ordered that you are not supposed to be around me. I don't know how you found me, but you are freaking me out)

“Miel que sólo quería conocerte,” my cousin told me. (Translation- Honey, we only wanted to meet you)

“No me llames así. No te conozco y no me conoces, por favor,” I told them. (Don’t call me that,  I don’t know you and you don’t know me, leave please.)

“Can I leave, I am really not supposed to be around these people,” I asked the principal.

“I guess, did you talk to them about your activities,” she asked.