"What! What do you mean I have a big sister?" I asked, furious.
"Sweetie, when your father and I were 21, we had a girl. We afford to keep her, so we had to put her up for adoption. We tried to keep in touch with her adoptive parents."
"Why are you just telling me this now" I screamed. I bursted into tears.
"We didn't think that she'd ever come to live with us." Dad said.
"Wait. She is Coming to live with Us?!?!" I've always wanted a sister, but not one who I've never Met!
"Yes.You will need to call her!" Mom said.
"No! Never!" I shouted, again bursting into tears. I ran upstairs when Mom said: "Come On Sweetie! Please?"
"Did you hear me? I said NO!" I shouted sobbing into the pillow.
"Sweetie, come on, she really wants to meet you." She said walking in. She put her hand on my shoulder.
"Fine. Give me the number" She handed the paper to me and I dialed in the number. She walked out and closed the door.
"Hello?" I hear the voice say. "Is this Talia?"
"Yes." I said still mad.
"Are you alright?" She asked me,
"Yes I am." I said.
"So, who is your favorite celebrities?" She asked.
"Selena Gomez, One Direction, Victoria Justice, but my favorite is Ariana Grande."
"Cool! Do you play any insturments?" She asked.
"Uh. Guitar and Piano." I said.
"Awesome! I know how to play Piano, but not guitar."
"Ariana Grande is so Cool!"
"Um. Yeah. Ok." She mumbled.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes."
"Oh. By the way, what is your name?" I asked.
"Ariana." She said.
"Cool! You Have the same name as Ariana Grande!"
"I am Ariana Grande" She said.
