The next day at school, Miss. Lovato was very happy. She said that she had a guest visitor for our dance/music class, her best friend Wilmer Valderrama.
When Wilmer came to our class, Miss. Lovato greeted him with a hug, that seemed to be way be just friends, maybe a little more.
When we were getting taught on how to be a good actor for the play that we would be doing, he caught my eye and pulled me into the hallway for a few minutes.
"Is everything going okay? You seem distracted, like you didn't get enough sleep or something." he said.
"Ya, I am fine, work just went a little late last night and my mom is on a trip so that means that I have to do even more work, but she will be home soon." I said. "Can I go back to class now?"
"In a minute, but I have one last question for you, where did you get the bruise on your neck?" he asked.
"Oh, that, I was cleaning out our garage and I hit the back of my neck really hard on the table, I can be a little clumsy." I lied, not wanting to tell him that the bruise was really because of my father.
"Okay, if you say so, we can go back to class now." he said and opened the door for me.
---that evening---
I was all alone that night, having no where else to go, I went to the garbage dump, hoping to find a vehicle to stay in or something like that to stay in for the night, then maybe I would have to come up with something to tell Jewels that my parent were doing so I could possibly stay at there house for a few nights, but that would also mean that I would have to come up with an excuse for not having that many outfits with me, at least I have my debit card and a job so I can always put more money into my bank account, so really life would be the same, just that I am living in a dump and will need to take showers in a public place, but in all reality it could be worse. The worst part about this is that I am all alone, and by the looks of it, I am no longer loved.
Author's Note
Hey guys, so just so you know, I will try to publish twice a week, but I don't have a lot of time for this, so sorry if I miss it sometimes, I will do my best though.
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Miss. Lovato, Help!
FanfictionJanice is getting physically abused by her family and is forced to live on the streets, she calls to Demi and Wilmer for help, but will it be enough to save her forever. (Janice's POV)
