Demi's P.O.V.:

I giggle, we are sneaking around, making sure no one is watching us. It seems silly! "Why are we sneaking around?", I ask Mick. "Love, I don't want someone to find out.", Mick sighs. "Why? Is there someone that doesn't like me?", I ask, tears forming in my eyes, thinking back to how they bullied me in the U.S. so much. "No, no baby, don't cry. What happened that is making you cry?", Mick asks. I gulp and wipe the tears that have been streaming down my face. "In the U.S., people used to bully me and call me fat and ugly and stupid and a sl*t.", I sniffle. "You're none of those things, Demi. You are beautiful, skinny as a toothpick, very smart, and you don't deserve to be called that word.", Mick replies. I smile weakly and lay my head on his shoulder. I slowly but surely fall asleep while leaning against him on the bench in the garden….

Patricia's P.O.V.:

"This new girl might be the reason that all these weird things have been happening…", I spit out angrily. "Patricia, that doesn't mean that she's the reason. It may just be getting worse.", I hear Fabian's voice come from the walkie talkie. "Ugh Fabian! She might be! What is her name anyways?", I irritatedly ask. "Demi, she's Amber's little sister.", Fabian replies. I sigh, knowing that she's probably an airhead like Amber, eh what can go wrong?