Beautiful D i s a s t e r

Scarlett Elouise "Elle" Fosters is your regular everyday 16 year old girl. She has your normal everyday dreams. To fall in love, get married, and have a family. Those will just have to wait however. At the young age of 13, her mother and father both abandoned her and her two younger brothers, Dusty and Reef. Ever since she has been fighting to keep them together, her only source of money being her uncle. He gives them $500 a month but that always goes towards the boys. Oh hold on, she also has a one year old baby girl, but that was due to the fact that she was raped. She has all the good grades, the looks, and the good attitude. Everyone in the school looks up to her as an idol, not knowing of what happens behind the scenes. Behind locked doors and closed screens, she's been to juvy 21 times, charged for stealing 45 times and breaking and entering 12 times. Can a simple curly headed singer change her life?


5. Results

I woke up to hear fists pounding away on my door along with screams. I grumbled and turned in my bed.

"Go away." I let out. The pounding stopped but only for a moment. I smiled and grabbed the old Scooby Doo I always slept with. I buried my face into his matted fur and sighed. It didn't take long for the pounding to start again.

"SCARLETT ELOUISE FOSTERS! OPEN YOUR DOOR!" I heard and immediately stood up. I cussed under my breath, saying every word I knew. I opened the door to find Gigi standing there and smiling like an idiot.

"What? This better be good or I swear I'm going to kick your ass so fucking hard." I threatened as she came inside.

"Language." she told me with the smile still plastered on her face.

"Sorry. I'm still tired. Why're you here?" I asked still in my grumpy state.

"Hello, Gigi. How are you today? Won't you come in?" she asked and looked at me a bit annoyed now. I rolled my eyes.

"Quite talking to yourself. You sound delusional." I commented and strolled into the living room. Gigi only scoffed and followed me, leaning against the door frame.

"So I was on the site last night who's hosting the contest and guess what." she said her smile back on her face. I actually pondered my thoughts for awhile.

"I give up." I said and rubbed my cheeks.

"YOUR A FINALIST!" she squealed and bounced up and down. My jaw dropped. I was a finalist? Out of all those people, I was a finalist. My head was a blur and everything became fuzzy. Silence filled the place as I just sat there.

"Um...Elle. You okay?" she asked me. My gray eyes lifted to her face and I only grinned.

"No way!" I could only scream and jump up and down. I hugged Gigi tight and thanked her for telling me about the contest. I sang a little song, doing a stupid dance. I heard Gigi laugh and join in.

"You know you've got a nice voice too." she commented. I looked over at her and laughed.

"Not signing up for X Factor." I told her and smiled. She only shrugged and went to my room, going to get Reagan if I had to guess. She came back with Reagan yawning.

"I'm hungry. I'm gonna head to McDonald's. Want anything?" she asked with a smile. 

"Sausage and biscuit, please love." I asked and smiled.

"Alright. Ray Ray's coming with me." she said before I had time to argue she was out the door. I really didn't mind when Gigi did that. I finally calmed myself and turned the tv on.  I only had the local channels but managed to get a friend of mine to wire my tv so I could get other channels without having to pay I flipped through the movie channels to only find the movie, 'Marley and Me' on. I sat the remote down and watched the movie, still thinking about the contest.

"What if I win? What if I actually win. Someone like me wining a contest like that. Its so unbelievable." I whispered to myself as I ran a hand through my blond hair.

"And I sound crazy?" Gigi asked with a laugh. I looked up at her and rolled my eyes.

"You actually have conversations with yourself, where as I just have a small chat." I argued. She sat down the McDonald's bag and tossed me my food. 

"I got Ray Ray a hash brown." she said and sat Reagan down on to the floor and pulled the hash brown out.

"Okay, she can eat that." I said and turned back to the tv. A commercial came up and it was a Pepsi commercial with One Direction on it. When Harry came up, Reagan went to the tv and hit it, giggling. I smiled and pointed at him

"Harry. That's Harry." I told her and she seemed to understand.

"Wow, she likes Harry as much as you do." Gigi said between bites of her McGriddle.  

"Well he did hold her yesterday." I blabbed out. I mentally slapped myself for that. Gigi placed her food down and looked at me.

"Harry. Styles. Held. Your. Baby?" she asked in those exact fragments. I managed a fake laugh.

"" I questioned and laughed nervously. She shot me the look of an angry fan girl. Those looks are pretty scary.

"Fine, yes. But it wasn't that big of a deal! She ran off and he found her. Then brought her back. He didn't even talk to me for long. He had to go." I explained so she wouldn't be so mad.

"Elle, out of everyone in San Fran, he talked to you!" she said, making a big deal out of it. 

"Gigi! He just found Reagan cus she ran off! Stop making a big deal about it! Damn." I said stubbornly. 

"No mommy!" Reagan said and threw her hash brown on the floor. I looked at her and smiled.

"Sorry, baby." I apologized and picked up what was left of her food. I tossed it out the window for the birds and sighed.

"I still can't believe you met Harry! What'd he say?" she asked with anticipation.

"He just told me I had a happy baby and that he wanted to see me again hopefully."

"See? There you go! He WANTED to see YOU again." Gigi said, pointing out the obvious. I shook my head.

"Gigi, he was being nice. No one says 'I gotta go but I never want to see you again.' That's be stupid." I told her. Our little bickering went on for what seemed like hours. Then 'Kiss You' blared from Gigi's phone. She picked it up and went outside.

"Yes? OMC! REALLY? AHHH! YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME! NO WAY!" I heard her exclaim and jump around. Many random things were being yelled over the phone to whoever was on the other side. I felt bad for that person, being the half Latino she was she would often scream non sense when she was excited. She stayed out there for a good ten minutes. She came back in doing some crazy dance move. I rolled my eyes and finished my breakfast, going over and picking Reagan up for a bath.

"C'mon stinky butt." I cooed to her and walked to the bathroom with her. Gigi followed us and stood by the door frame with her idiotic grin. I'm guessing she wan some free coupon or something like that.

"So..." Gigi said and looked around the bathroom. 

"What?" I asked as Reagan giggled and shot water in my face countless times. I managed to give her a quick bath and dry her off in new record time.

"Make yourself useful and dress her." I told Gigi who only huffed and too Reagan to my room.

"So guess who that was on the phone."

"I dunno. President Obama?" I asked her and leaned against the door frame. She looked back at me and mocked me.

"President Obama? Ha ha ha. Very funny. No. It was the contest people." 

"And..?" I asked her. My heart started to beat in my chest. What if I won? What if I actually did something good? I played the 'What If' game as I waited for Gigi to answer.

"Well...what starts with a 'w' and has three letters?"

"Win." I said simply, thinking of the first word to pop into my head.

"Wait, win?!" I exclaimed.

She only nodded and smirked.

"Win is correct. You won."  

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