Chapter 20

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Bree's POV

"I can't believe we're in Cali..." Jaxson smiles as we get off the plane. "This is all so crazy." I nod looking at him. "You look dazed. What's on your mind?" He asks looking at me. "Oh.. Nothing." I smile. But there is something on my mind. My name. I know it's not Bree. It can't be. He once told me he changed everything. Of course, I was young and didn't understand. But he called me Breeland after that and it's been like that for the longest time. And maybe that's why I can't remember anything before that. My name before that. "Bree what's wrong." Jaxson asks again at the hotel. "Truthfully?" I ask. He nod. "Truthfully." "Do you remember the time I came to dance and acted totally different?" I ask. "We were like 6... I can't remember all the details but yeah." He nods. "I think my dad changed my name..." I say looking in the mirror. "Explains something..." He nods. I look at him confused. "Coach always butchers your name. But it's not like something that's obvious... I forget what she says but it's nothing like Breeland..."  He says thinking very hard. "I think later I'm going to call the foster care place.." I sigh. He nods. "What are you gonna do if your name isn't Breeland?" He asks. "Have everyone stop calling me Breeland." I shrug and fall back on the bed. "Bree are you serious? Your name might not Bree?" Kristiana asks. "I don't know." I sigh. 
*That night*

"That was so amazing!" I smile walking into the hotel room after our night out in the city. "Right! I think I even saw a couple famous people." Jaxson smiles. "I took a picture with Logan Paul!" Kristiana smiles. "I ran into Joey Graceffa." I smile looking at the pictures. "That was amazing!" Jax laughs falling backward on the bed. "Time to ruin the moment." I sigh pulling out my phone. "You're actually going to call?" He asks. I nod. He hugs me tightly. I take a deep breath and dial the number. Sadly I know it by heart. I put it up to my ear and listen to it ring. Abby, the girl assigned to keep me intact in the program, answers. "Hey ballet girl!" She smiles. "Hey, Abs."I smile. "So what brings you to my services?" She smiles. "What's my name?" I ask. "Breeland..." She asks confused. "No, I mean before my father told you to change it." I sigh. "Bree  you don't want to go there." She says quietly. "I do though Abby." I sigh. "Breeland are you sure?" She asks. "Stop stalling." I laugh. "Ok. This is the truth.. All of the truth. Tell me if it gets too much." She sighs before actually telling me. What I took away from what she said: My real name is Summer Montoya, I have a little sister, Ember, she's 9, my dad is doing fine without me, and my mom cheated on my dad with his brother. "Thanks Abby." I sigh looking at the tissue filled with mascara. "So..." Jax asks. "Summer." I say quietly. He looks at me confused. "My real name is Summer." 

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So ummmm.. Breeland's name is Summer now. Sorry if the name change is confusing. But that's gonna be a big part of the story. 

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