Callie learns that the mom's have a nickname for her and becomes insecure, but she's still not comfortable enough to just go and talk to them about it.
(A random short story meant just for fun featuring Stef, Lena and Callie. It's a little silly but it's full of fluff. Takes place soon after Callie comes back from Girl's United. She's still a little insecure and doubts her place in the family. Also the nickname is kinda lame, I know, but I couldn't think of anything better.)
Callie quickly tiptoed up the stairs to her room and shut the door before sitting down on her bed, her shoulders slumped. It's me, it's definitely me she thought to herself. She'd heard the term once before but never really thought about it. But this time she knew it was her because she was the only one with plans to visit her friends at the group home.
"What about LS?" Lena asked as she tore some lettuce for the salad.
"I'm dropping her off at Girl's United." Stef replied, setting the table. "I'll pick her up on my way home from work." She added.
Callie hadn't stayed any longer to listen to the rest. What she'd heard was enough to start a panic attack. Why were they calling her LS? What did it stand for? What did it mean?
Callie hadn't realized just how long she was lost in her own thoughts but she missed hearing Mariana enter the room.
"What's with you?" The younger girl asked when she walked in the door and noticed Callie sitting, staring blankly into space.
"Nothing." Callie answered, still trying to figure out what the letters meant. Her low self-esteem and insecurities kept her from even considering a positive term and so she kept listing anything derogatory that could be summed up with LS.
Mariana shrugged in disinterest as she continued on towards her closet to pick out what she wanted to wear for the day.
"What does LS stand for?" Callie suddenly asked, hoping her foster sister would know the meaning.
"I don't know, liposuction?" Mariana suggested, thinking it was a weirdest, most random question she'd heard.
"No, like if you called someone LS, what do you think it would mean?" Callie clarified.
"Um..." Mariana thought about it for a moment. "Loser?" She finally asked, more than said. "It's the only thing I could think of." She stated.
"Loser." Callie repeated in a dejected tone. Her heart sunk even more as she too realized that it didn't really sound like much else.
"Maybe not." Mariana pointed out. She still hadn't figured out what Callie was talking about so she wasn't entirely certain what the letters could mean but the first, and only, term she could come up with was loser.
"Right." Callie said though in her mind, Loser, seemed just about right.
"Where's Callie?" Stef asked when all the kids, minus Callie, had come downstairs for breakfast.
"Researching liposuction for losers?" Mariana questioned offhandedly as she dug her fork into a couple of pancakes to put onto her plate.
"What?" Stef asked in confusion as Lena and the other kids all paused their movements for a second at the weird statement their sister had just made.
"No idea." Mariana answered. "She asked me what LS meant and these were the two things I could think of." She explained, just as confused as the rest of the family around her.
"LS?" Stef and Lena both said at the same time. "What do you mean LS?" They asked their younger daughter.
"I have no clue." Mariana said. "She just asked me what I thought it meant and I suggested lipo but she was talking about a nickname or something so then I suggested loser." Mariana explained. "Maybe it's like a riddle or something." She concluded, not really interested in the mystery.
Stef and Lena shared a look over the heads of their oblivious children. They knew what the term meant but they didn't know that their foster daughter had heard about it and they certainly didn't like what she seemed to think it meant. Their little secret was obviously out and now they had to make sure that the girl they considered family understood what it meant and why it was a name given to her.
Any guesses on what it stands for?