-The weekend before school started-
Dear Diary, September 12th (Tuesday)
Been awhile since I left that Hellhole of a school, Empire Academy. I hated that place like a motherfuck...hopefully this new place I'm going to isn't as bad, but I don't have my hopes up. Today I move into Sarah's home, who turned out to be my grandma I never knew about. Her oldass oughta be borderline in the grave already. I got a letter earlier from her saying she was happy I was coming to move in with her and that she'd been waiting to see me since I'm in her will. CHA-CHING!
I can't wait for this bitch to die!!!!
Au Revoir, Spinel
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Spinel stepped out of the car she had been riding in, and the Principal did the same. In Spinel's hands was a Ziploc storage bag, containing all of what she had: Her phone, makeup, and a pack of cigarettes. She was thinking of the will she was in, and how much money she could inherit when Sarah died! She could tell it could be quite a bit considering the house size.

It was a 3 story mansion, with a pool and water-fountain, along with a large garden and colorful pavement leading to the door. There was a large fence around the whole acres worth to finish it all. There was even a great view of the beach from afar. She just knew that this was the life of luxury and hated the world for not reminding her of this place sooner. This was way better than the homeless shelter!!!

"Damn..." was all she could get out. She pushed the button and the gates opened and she walked on in. "I wonder how much is in the will..."

"Now Spinel she didn't ask you to come here to worry about how much is in her bank account," The former principal scolded as Spinel rolled her eyes. They walked to the porch and soon enough, Sarah Stiles answered the door before they even knocked. Damn, if she was a gem she might be a whole fuckin Sapphire-

Sarah looked of old age obviously, her used-to-be curly brown hair now with streaks of gray. She had on round glasses and surprisingly wasn't hunched over like her granddaughter thought she was. She had on a white fluffy robe as well. "Is this my gorgeous granddaughter I've been waiting on?" She asked in a sweet voice looking at Spinel, who was looking as horny as ever thinking about that money.

"You betcha. I'm her old Principal, Mary Wana. I called earlier to let you know she'd be here." Principal Wana stated. Sarah lifted her eyebrow as she crossed her arms.

"Why does your name sound like a drug?"

"Ma'am?"

"Never mind, Mary. " Sarah then faced Spinel and smiled at her. "Come on in, sugar. Make yourself at home. I'll go get some drinks and snacks. What would ya like?" She asked as she gestured the 2 inside.

'Beer and marijuana brownies will do, Sarah.'

"I don't want anything," Spinel said as she sat done on the soft, leather couch. The inside looked just as good as the outside, maybe better! "Why haven't ya called me before?"

Sarah sat down in a recliner with a bowl of warm soup before answering, "I didn't know where you were, sweetpea. I spent my years acting and trying to find you, but ever since my retirement I had no clue where you were. You know, since my husband died, it's been kind of lonely in here. That's why I was glad you could come and take up some space. Besides, I don't know how much time I have left. Good I gotcha now."

'My grandma was an actress? What's next, my grandpa was Robin Williams?!'

"So Ms. Sarah, you're now the legal gaurdian of Spinel as of today. She's gonna have to transfer schools, so paperwork is gonna be involved..." Mary Wana said, taking out a stack of papers from her bag. "And that means she's no longer in the foster care system since you're family. But it's best not to sign her out just in case. If she becomes too much trouble for you feel free to contact this number below..."

"You can go ahead and get to know the house more, sugar," Sarah told Spinel. "It's pretty big but I'm sure you'll find your way around."

Spinel nodded and got up, looking at the curved staircase. Surely most of the bedrooms was up there. Maybe that's where Sarah held her Celebrity orgies. Now that she thought about it, this place looked like it was old, probably older than Sarah herself. But it was really stylish. Billie Eilish ain't got nothin' against this joint. It was like living in royalty. She went up the staircase and the 2nd floor was indeed filled with various bedrooms and entertainment rooms. There was a room with a pool table and bullseye, one made specifically for galas or something, even an indoor pool and spa, as well as many jacuzzis. There was also a gym, showing why Sarah wasn't so...well...old like. It included a treadmill, dumbbells, yoga mat, and gym beams.

Next she explored a new room, with many memories of her old days. Awards, medals, and paparazzi shots decorated this room. There were pictures of young Sarah everywhere but this was a whole other level, like that one Doritos commercial without a logo.

"Wow..." she was struck with awe. Sarah looked so beautiful. All of this was like being in an ancient museum, like Spinel was actually there when she was recieving best actress awards. In one picture in particular, though, was a really young Sarah holding a little girl's hand. She was smiling brightly and holding an award, and Sarah was wearing a striking black gown while smiling as well. Something told her that wasn't just any little girl...

'Mom...?'

It was high on a shelf and sadly Spinel was a short bean. She took a stack of books and stepped onto them, wanting to take a closer look. "Damn it why do I have to be vertically challenged???" Spinel cursed as she tried hopelessly to reach the photo. The books were unstable and wobbling but she didn't care at this point. She was focused on the little girl in the picture next to Sarah. "Almost....got it...."

*Crash*

Next thing she knew, the shelf was on the ground and there was glass on the floor. Spinel groaned as she rubbed her now aching head. The photo was on the floor, only now the frame was cracked. Thankfully it wasn't shattered, but this was now a broken memory.

"Shit..."

Then, there was a call from downstairs. "Spinel! Can you come down here please? We need you to sign a few things!"

Achily, Spinel grabbed the cracked frame and stuffed it in her bra (never to be seen again) and hurried down the stairwell. Sarah and Mary were sitting in the same spots, wondering what had happened. "Hey sweetie, didja hit your head?" Sarah asked.

"Huh?"

"You have a small bruise on your forehead. What happened up there?"

Spinel realized that was a dead giveaway she was sneaking around, and quickly covered it. "It's nothing! Now...about those things I had to sign?"

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Pretty much it was all about Spinel giving full consent and understanding that Sarah was her parental figure, as well as terms of agreement and such. It was nothing new, really. This was like a to-do list monthly. After a series of a tour of the house and catching up on life, Spinel was finally shown her knew bedroom. It was fairly large with it's own bathroom, and it had a fluffy carpet. The blankets were nice and soft and there were silk sheets in the closet too. If this was Hell, she wouldn't wanna go to Heaven.

After taking a nice hot shower and getting into pjs, Sarah came in just in time with some warm milk and cookies. She sat down next to Spinel and took her own snack. "Enjoying it here, Spins?" she asked, earning a calm 'sure' from Spinel. Though in reality this worthy of a now shout to the Lord. "Glad ya like it Spinel. It's great having another memory of my daughter here. So, tell me, where is she anyways? She hasn't spoken to me in years."

Spinel sighed. "Same here. All I know is that she and my dad abandoned me as a baby and I've been tossed around like a prostitute in these foster homes. It sucked. And..." She trailed off for a moment but her grandmother knew what she was gonna say.

"So that's why that picture went missin', I knew that bruise didn't come from just anywhere," she joked knowingly. "I see you've caught glimpse of when I was a gorgeous model in the younger days. My, your mother was one beautiful child. I almost had to get a moving truck to get those boys away from her, haha! As a matter of fact...that's why you're so beautiful Spinel. Anyone ever told you that?"

"Boys that wanted to fuck me off the street." she deadpanned.

Sarah furrowed her eyebrows at this, but decided to keep the mood uplifting. "Well at least you know you're attractive. Your mother always said she wanted to be an artist, and believe me she sure was one. Painting pictures all day everyday. As a matter of fact, if you look in the room across the hall, all her toys and paints are all over the place."

'Maybe any of that will let me get to know her better...'

"What about my dad? Did you ever meet him?"

"Oh sure! How could I forget him! He was...Latino I think. A handsome one, for sure. She was madly in love with him but then she just disappared and never spoke to me again. Where she is now, darling, I suspect either dead or on that stuff..." Sarah sighed during the last part. "Hopefully you won't turn out that way."

'Already have...'

Spinel thought about it and took out the cracked frame. Studying it, she saw how much she resembled her mother. Same face shape, same figure. It was like they were twins. "I'm sorry I ruined it, Sarah..." she aplogized. "I was just curious."

"And so was she. Which is why..." Spinel watched in curiousity as she took out a bracelet, embroidered with small pink jewels. "I'm letting you keep this. She had this on her wrist all the time! My husband gave it to her before his death and she never took it off until...she left. But I'm sure she wanted you to have it, just like I do." She said with a smile. "And wanna know what kind of jewels they are?"

"Diamonds?" Spinel guessed.

"No silly." Sarah put the bracelet on Spinel's small wrist, fitting perfectly. "Her favorite gem of all time was a spinel. You don't think she named you that for no reason, do you?"

There was a feeling she had, she didn't know what, but it was a feeling of nostalgia. Somehow having that spinel bracelet made her feel a sense of security and maybe even that her mother was there with her. "Thanks Sarah..." Spinel thanked, lightly rubbing one of the gems.

"All yours, kiddie. Well, I've kept you up long enough. You need your sleep for tomorrow. Afterwards if you have homework, you and I can go paragliding later! Sounds good?" Sarah suggested, earning a nod from Spinel. She then gave her a kiss on the forehead and headed towards the door. "Night, sweet."

And with that, the room was quiet, leaving Spinel to ponder her own thoughts. Oh how much she looked forward to this new life of luxury, and who knows, maybe she'll get allowance for existing! She just couldn't wait for her inheritence when old Sarah dies. And maybe she can get to her mom's old room and find some glamorous makeup or something.

"I'm so ready for tomorrow..."
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Hey Kat Kommunity!
Back with another update and Spinel's ready to endure who new life as the granddaughter of a celebrity. MY updates may be faster than others I should say and there may be an outlook into Spinel's parents. Though my lucky guess is her dad went to get the milk and her mom was like 'Nah bruh' and dipped to be a stripper. Or maybe their dead, who the hell knows.

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Keep calm and sleep on,
Kat