Dear Bully,

Guess what!

Mrs. Collins just told me the best news I've ever heard.

She knew my biological mother.

Well they never really talked,

But they knew who each were.

How?

They were half sisters.

Unbelievable my mom only mentioned her once and a as cousin.

This means she can actually adopt Kayla and I.

It'll take a while, but It's possible.

I know you won't care,

But it's not like you'll ever read this.

By the way I want my journal back.

.....

Mrs. Collins knocked on the girl's door with a smile. In her hand she held an old pic of her and her family from when she was 13.

The girl jumps up from her bed and opens the door. She smiles at the sight of Mrs. Collins and hugs her; Mrs. Collins hugs her back.

"Hey," The girl says letting Mrs. Collins  into the room.

"Hey Dany, I have a question. "  Mrs. Collins replies the photo still in her hand.

"What is it? If it's about Andrew, no we are not dating." The girl chuckles as she takes a seat on the edge of her bed. Mrs. Collins let's out a small laugh, and takes a seat next to the girl.

" No it's not that, but you were I'm okay with that." Mrs. Collins says with a grin on her face.

"Noooo. Anyways what did you want to ask me?" The girl ask.

"Just if you knew who these people are." Mrs. Collins replies handing the girl the photo.

The girl carefully takes the photo. She looks at for a while taking in every detail. That's when she relies who the people are in the photo. Her face heats up and her eyes get slightly watery. She covers her mouth as  she slowly turns to Mrs. Collins; who just nods with a soft sweet smile.

The girl places the photo down. She stands up and walks to her desk looking for her journal that contains some photos of her biological family, and records of all of her previous foster homes. Her heart drops when she remembers that the boy had stole it from her. She quickly recovers and walks to her closet.

Mrs. Collins watches in curiosity as the girl walks across the room into her closet. She is about to follow the girl, but the girl runs out of her closet with a converse shoe box. She scoots over as the girl silently dumps out the box.

The girl digs through the pile of her old memories and smiles when she finds what she wants. She rise an old picture of her biological mother when she was in her middle school marching band. She picks up the photo Mrs. Collins showed and places the one she just fond side to side. Her eyes widen.

"How did you know my mother?" The girl asked shocked as her hands began to shake.

" She and I were half sister's. We had the same father, but different mothers. We use to spend spring breaks together at our father's lake house, but we stopped because..." Mrs. Collins explains not finishing her last sentence.

"Because?" the girl ask wanting Mrs. Collins to continue.

"Because she stole my boyfriend, and I got revenge by stealing hers. Ever since then we started to hate each other, and yeah."

"Oh..." the girl replies unsure of how to feel about what she just heard.

The girl stares down at her hands playinging with the hems of her long sleves. Mrs. Collins gently holds the girls hand and smiles. Mrs. Collins has been secretly fighting for Kayla's custody for a long while. She kept this secret from the girl, afraid she'll disappoint her, but now she is feeling confident having some sort of blood relationship with the girl's mother.

"Dany sweety, I have some good news for you." Mrs. Collins says with a smile on her face.

The girl looks up at Mrs. Collins confuse. "What is it?"

"I just going to say this out loud. I been fighting for Kayla's custody, and being your mother's half sister; I might win." Mrs. Collins blurts out with excitement.

The girl practically tackles Mrs. Collins with a tight hug. Tears of joy runs down her checks, and a huge smile is spread across her face. Her heart is beating fast, and she feels excitement explode within her.

"Oh thank, thank you so so much; I love you guys." The girl says wrong her arms tighter around Mrs. Collins.

Someone knocks on the door before opening it, revealing Mr. Collins. He looks at the girls and smiles. Quietly joins the hug. The girl jumps a little, but recovers and allows Mr. Collins to join the hug.

.....

Love,
Me