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"Is she awake?" A girl's voice asked.

"Probably not. Her eyes are still closed." A deep voice replied.

"But-" The girl started.

"Shush." Another deep voice said.

"Look, just because you're her brother-" BROTHER?! "Doesn't mean you have to be over protective of her."

I fell back to sleep. Or maybe I was just dreaming. Yeah, that's it. I was dreaming.


"She's waking up!" I heard Emily's voice say excitedly. You know, even though I've known Emily for a bit, now, I'd only just realized that she had the energy of a five year old. And she whines like one, too (Chapter 2).

"Emily!" Nate whisper-snapped.

"Sorry, Nate." And, unfortunately, she acted like a five year old, too.

I opened my eyes to find myself sitting on a fake leather couch.

"Hey, guys." I yawned. Still yawning, I asked, "What happened?"

"You, erm, fell over while performing with Mitchie." S. I. A. N. Stands for Sam Is A Nincompoop.

"Dang." I mumbled. "I wanna go home."

"I'm sorry, Sam. We're on tour. We don't get to Miami until Monday. And it's only Friday." Shane smiled weakly. I pouted.


We've arrive in... bom, bom, bom, bom BOMMM!! Mi. Am. I. Miami!! HOME! At last. All of us are staying in grandma's house/mansion/thing. Aaaaaaaaaaand I get to see grandma, grandpa, Katy, Mariah – everyone! Well, nearly everyone. I still think about them everyday. Anyway, the first thing I am going to do is go to grandpa and ask him what he wanted to tell me.

"GRANDPA!!! GRANDMA!!!" I yelled as soon as they were in sight. I stopped running and gave them both hugs.

"Hi, darling!" Grandma smiled.

"Hi, Sam!" Grandpa also said.

"Hi!" I greeted them excitedly. "So, this is Nate and Emily." I pulled both of them over, to meet my grandparents.

"Hi." They all said in unison.

"So, gramps, ma, what did you wanna tell me?" I asked, forgetting it was important, and probably not that interesting.

"Well..." Grandma started.

"We'll tell you inside." Grandpa finished for grandma.

So, Nate, Emily, Bell, Gary, Shane, his mom and dad, Jason, his mom and dad, grandma and grandpa, and of course me, all walked inside. Wow, that's a lot of people.

"So, Samantha." Grandpa said. "This is very important. Maybe even life changing."

LIFE CHANGING?! OMG.

"You're... I mean, you're ad- adop-" Grandma stuttered.

"I'm adopted?" I asked. That's it. My life has come tumbling down.

First, my parents die, then I found out that I was living with the boy I hate (who is alright now, but still), then, I'M ADOPTED?! I asked, in confusion, "How, who, when, why?"

"Well, you were at an adoption home thing, that answers 'how'." Jason smiled.

"Jason, shut up!" I half-screamed. Hey, I was doing good! Normally I would run off, screaming, "I HATE YOU!!" But, no, I've changed!! In a good way, hopefully.

"And you're parents answers 'who'..." Jason carried on ignoring me. I grabbed a pillow and hit myself three times with it. "For 'when', probably when you were a baby..." OMG.

"Oh. My. Gosh. Jason, if you do not shut your mouth in five seconds, I am gonna-" I yelled, before I got cut off.

"Sam, calm down!" Grandma half-screamed. She couldn't though, since she has a problem with her voice sometimes.

"That's IT!!" I screamed. "I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!! I HATE YOU GUYS!!!"

I ran off. Ok. So maybe I haven't changed. But it was worth a try trying to persuade you. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid me. I ran to the park. The park where I always go. They'll find me here. I was about to run away from the park, when BUSTED.

"Sam?" A voice asked. I turned around.

"O. M. G. KATY!!!!!" I screamed, running at her.

"SAMMY!!!!!" She didn't look as pleased, as I did, to see me.

"Oh my gosh! How are you?" I asked.

"I'm good. You?"

"Eugh, don't remind me about it..." I said, disgusted. I realised later that I wasn't disgusted at them. I was disgusted with myself. For the way I acted towards them. But that was later.

"Why? What happened?" Katy asked.

"Not here. They'll find me." I said.

"Okaaaay... Let's go to my house." She suggested.

"Kk." I agreed.


We arrived at Katy's house. It was a house. Katy's family wanted to be like any other family. Except they're not. Because they're filthy rich. But that's not what they think. They're richer than me!

"So, what happened?" Katy asked as I flopped onto her bed. I groaned.

"Do I really have to explain?" I mumbled.

"Yes. Now, shoot."

"Fine... Ok, so mom and dad died – you know that bit – I got sent to live with one of Connect 3."

"You did?! No way! Which one??" She asked. I giggled before answering.

"Yes, I did, yes way and Nate."

"OMG!! He's like, my favourite!" She squealed.

"I thought you didn't like them!" I said, shocked.

"Oh, right, yeah... Eugh, I hate Connect 3!" She acted.

"Really? Me too! Well, now..." I said. "Anyway, the story."

"Oh, right, yeah... Shoot!" She smiled. I just stared at her for a minute – she was going crazy – and then said,

"Ok, you say, 'Oh, right, yeah...' too much!"

She burst out laughing.

"Yeah, I do!" She agreed.

"So, the story." I reminded.

"Oh, right yeah..." We both held in laughter. But, we burst out. Again...

So, once we finally stopped our non-stop laughing fit, I actually managed to tell her the story, with a few giggles.

"Aww, you poor thing..." She said. "So, you're adopted?"

"Obviously. I don't know who I am..." I said. We were both quiet. Unusual...

"Awkward!!" We said in unison, laughing.

"Hey, Katy? Can I sleep over, tonight?" I asked.

"Well, I'll ask my mom." She smiled, opening her bedroom door. "HEY, MOM?"

"YEAH, HUNNY?" Her mom shouted back.

"CAN SAM AND I HAVE A TWO-PERSON SLUMBER PARTY?" Katy asked. She usually has more than one person sleeping over, so that explains the 'two-person' thing.

"SURE, HUNNY."

"Yay!" I squeaked.

"OH, AND MOM? IF ANYONE'S ASKING FOR SAM, SHE'S NOT HERE. DON'T EVEN TELL HER RELATIVES."

"OK." Her mom answered. Great!!