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Quick question: What's y'all ship name with Normani?

Mine are either

Monica+Normani= MoMani, Normica,  Normoni (My friend said MoNo and I was like dude that's monkey in Spanish you jerk 😂) I personally like MoMani better.

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"Who could that be?" Chrissy asked as she got up from her bed to answer the door. I stayed on my bed trying to let sleep over take my body. "Uh Y/N Demi is here. Said she wants to talk to you." Chrissy said as walked back to her bed. I opened my eyes and stood up seeing Demi there with this look on her face that I couldn't quite figure out.

"Uh hello Demi how can I help you?" I asked as I looked up at her. She looked at Chrissy and then back at me. I looked down to she had an envelope. I furrowed my eye brows and looked back up at her. She sighed and looked at me. "Someone left this in front of my door. It's about you." She said handing me the letter. I looked at Chrissy who looked at me with also a confused look. I took the letter hesitantly. I opened the envelope taking out the letter.

Want to know something about one of you contestants. Y/N Y/LN. She hides something and I could tell you what it is. Y/N Y/LN is an orphan. She's been an orphan since she was six years old. Think I'm lying? Why don't you ask her.

I felt myself freeze as what I read over the leader again and again. Other than that girl who else knew. Well now besides Demi. I kept my gaze on the paper not looking up. I honestly didn't know what to do. I felt someone sit next to me.

"Hey you're okay, can I see." I handed the letter to Chrissy who rubbed my back gently. It only took her a few seconds to read the letter. "What the hell? Who wrote this? Did you see who left it?" She hissed as she ripped up the letter, standing up and looking at Demi. "No, someone knocked on my door and left it there. Is it true?" I felt Chrissy tighten the hold she had my hand. I looked at her and she was giving a look that basically said she'd support me in what ever I said. I sighed and looked up at Demi who was looking at me.

"Yea it's true." I whispered out. Chrissy sat by my side still holding my hand. I then felt Demi set on my other side. "Y/N honey why didn't you say anything? When we did-wait when we did that interview-I lost my family in a car accident." I said cutting her off not looking up.

"You don't have to hide that Y/N. You went through hell is what I'm assuming and look at you know you're still here. You're so brave and strong. Who ever is threatening you with this, you shouldn't be scared. You have to show this person who ever it is that you won't give in to fear." She was right. I shouldn't let her scare me. If people find out the truth about me, then they find out the truth about me. It felt silent until Demi spoke up. "Y/N let me ask you something. Is this something you want to do to make your family proud of you? Even though I'm sure they already are."

"Of course." She smiled at me and held my other hand that Chrissy wasn't holding. "Then kill tomorrow, people will bring you down but you're strong so strong that I know you'll get back up. Show everyone tomorrow that nothing and I mean nothing is going to make you back down. Chrissy I'm sure you'll kill it tomorrow as well. Both of you never fail to amaze me. I'll see you girls tomorrow." She stood up and left the room. I looked at Chrissy who smiled at me.

"The song I'm going to sing in next weeks show is going to be for you. Y/N I want you to promise me that you'll never change. The way you are now is amazing. I want you to know that you're beautiful to me and I couldn't be happier to have you in my life as my best friend. Just know that if you ever need a hand to hold I'll always be here. You're so amazing and just great person. Those demons that you have had to face by yourself I know you make people believe that your happy when your not and I want you to know that you won't be alone anymore. These past weeks that I've got know you it's made me feel like I've known you since like forever." She said directly at me. Tears by now were rolling freely down my cheeks. Chrissy then held on to my wrists gently.

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