Ok people! I just randomly thought of this while listening to 'breakthough' even though this has nothing to do with it. haha but I really like the idea of this story. Wenivia forever!

Olivia's POV

Today I was at lunch with my best friends, Stella Yamada, Mo Banjaree, Scott Pickett, Charlie Delgado, and last but not least, and the best of them all, Wen Gifford.

"Olivia White to the office please, you will be leaving." Said the intercom

"Uh, wonder whats up, I'm never pulled out of school unless its an emer- oh no I best go!"

I got up and got my things, and fast walked to the office, where I saw a social serceritry (A/N sorry I am a bad speller when it comes to big words)

"Olivia I'm so sorry, but your grandmother has died from a heart attack."

My heart stopped at that moment.

"Wh-what?"

"I'm sorry. But you will be put in a foster home, but don't worry, it is in town so you can still see your friends."

"Oh ok. But can I go home for awhile... so I can have one last day in my home." My voice broke on the word 'home'

"Of course."

We drove home, to my old home, while I silently cried my eyes out. When we got there, I ran to my old room, slamed and locked the door, then went and layed down on the bed, I cried myself to sleep 15 minutes later. Then the relization hit me...

I have no-one...

Not my mom, my dad, gram, no family whats-so-ever.

I had the worst/best dream of my life that night.

In Olivia's dream

"Mommy! I found a butterfly!" Little 4 year old Olivia called for her mother, Amelia White.

"Oh princess thats amazing! It's beautiful, Olive. Just like you." Her mother picked her up and spun her around, kissing her many times on the cheek and forehead.

Olivia's father, Jason, walked out.

"What is going on here, my beautifuls?" He took Olivia from her mother.

"I found a butterfly, Daddy! Can I keep it?"

"Well I don't know, sweet-pea. Ask your mother." He looked at Amelia.

"Honey, butterflys should stay outside, but it's summer! You will see bunches of butterflys, my dear." Amelia hugged her young daughter.

"Oh ok.. but I can I have a pony?" Olivia grinned.

-a few months later-

"Princess, daddy needs to tell you something.." Jason White told his little girl, tears in his eyes.

"Why? What's wrong, daddy?" Young Olive asked her father, worried. She was always acted little bit older than she really was.

"Sweet-pea.. mommy died in a car crash, baby girl.. I'm so sorry." Jason held his daughter close to him as she cried.

-2 weeks later-

**knock on the door**

"I'll get it Daddy!" Olivia opens the door, seeing 7 police officers in her door way. "What's going on?"

"Hello, sweetie, is your daddy home?" One of the officers asks her.

"Yeah, I'll go get him.." She ran up the stairs.

A few minutes later she witnessed her father being arrested for murder.

End of dream

I jolted up, out of my sleeping position, I looked around, everything seemed normal, then I remembered everything. I started sobbing. I got up from my bed and looked in the mirror. I looked awful.

"Hello Olivia. Did you sleep good?" the social serceritry ladyasked.

"Yeah." I left my room, for good this time. I went to the kitchen and made some ceriel for myself.

We then left the house behind. We went down the street, then went to a completly different street. We pulled up to a two story house, it was pretty nice. We went and knocked on the door.

"Hello. You must be Olivia. I am so sorry to hear about the lose of your grandmother." Awnsered a, what I thought at the moment, nice lady.

"Yeah.." was the only thing I said.

"Well I will leave you to get to know the family, call me if you need anything." And then she left.

Thats when everything changed.

The lady slapped me, and hard.