Adopted By Demi Lovato

Visitor

SSPPPPLLLLLLLAAAAASSSHHHHH!!!!!!

"HEY LITTLE UNWANTED BITCH! GET UP!!!"

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!!!!!?" THIS IS MY FAVORITE PAIR OF PAJAMAS AND MY ONLY COVER!! OOHHH GET MY A TOWLE I CAN'T SEE!!!!"

"Oh nothing wrong with me, I was down stairs helping Ms. Jones. And she wanted someone to wake you up, someone wants to see you, so I suggested myself... And I don't give a shit about that fat ass, get your own shit!" OH CRAP! That was Amelia, the queen bee. I wipe my face on my cover, which was stupid considering it was wet. I heard feet moving.

SLAP! I feel a slight sting on my face, I'm used to the pain... But did this bitch just slap me? Oh hell nah! I hear feet running and my door slamming, oh hit and run, I see bitch.

I can see clearly now, thank God. WAIT DID SHE SAY SOMEONE WANTS TO SEE ME?! Whatever, this early? They want me to wake up early, to take a interview, that seems like a thousand years, just to find out I won't get adopted? Ok whatever. I strip off my dripping wet clothes, walk to my dresser, in search for other clothes. I find a grey hoodie, pink pants, a bunch of pink bracelets, a pink and black 'boss' shirt and black glasses.

I get in the shower, turn on the water and oowww!! A bunch of cold water splash on me!! I should have ckecked first! Dang! Well at least I'm fully awake. After getting used to the water and having a relaxing 10 minute shower, I hope out. I put on my clothes and grab my grey converse to top off my look. Feeling nervous I walked down the very long stairs.

"Finally Ms. Lovato here has been waiting for a very long time Emma, we do not keep visitors waiting! Understood?" Ms. Jones said.

"Ok, fine it is understood that it already happened and I show no remorse ok?"My smart mouth that doesn't think said. But wait, I hear the visitor stiffle a laugh. How weird is that.

"Emma, be nice, answer her questions and do not give her a problem ok?