Strawberrygirl

Chapter 2 My Favourite Day of the Year. NOT.

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I've actually always liked school. I don't mean when I was a kid, where school was the best thing ever because it was actually fun, but now. I am 15 years old and in high school but I still enjoy it as if I was a little kid. School is the only place where I can be me, or as "me" as I can without people finding out who my parents are. It is difficult sometimes like in economics when we talk about Heartz or just in general. Or when my friends talk about my parents and the latest crazy thing they have bought. Or done. Or that really cool pair of jeans they bought at Heartz. But escaping from the real world even if it is only for seven and a half hours is great...

I get out of the house and make my way to the bus stop to catch the school bus. Yes you might be thinking, "What is a super rich girl doing getting into the school bus when she could go in a limousine?" well, I could go in a limousine alone with my chauffeur, or I could go in the school bus, not risk being discovered and sit with my best friend Alison.

We arrive at school at eight and I am updated on all the gossip and interesting stuff that happened, whilst I went to New York with my parents for the weekend. Of course no one knows where I was or with who. Not even Alison or our other best friend Mike. I haven't told them. Or anyone for that matter, but the guilt still eats me alive sometimes. And the questions, the very many questions. Should I tell them? What would they say? How would they react? Would they be angry at me for not telling them? Or do they suspect it?

We have all known each other since we were three in kinder garden when Mackenzie, the popular girl in the class, was laughing at Alison's plaits and Mike and I stood up for her. After that we became best friends. We have told each other everything, except when I was eight and my parents opened Heartz, in a smaller scale of course. They had no clue it would be as great a success as it is. It kept growing and growing and before I knew it we were moving into this enormous house and having strangers cooking our food and cleaning our floors. My parents changed along with my life. They wore new clothes. Ate different food. They even smelled different. I had to adapt along with my enviroment and I made myself a promise. I would never change as they had. I wouldn't make the same mistakes they had. I would always be me.

Mike and Alison don't know because my parents never really talked to their's. My parents didn't talk to anyone's parents. They always kept to themselves and were always working. So they never found out. And as far as I am concerned, they will not find out soon.

We enter the building and see them. Those gigantic, pink, red and white posters plastered over the whole school. Which can only mean one thing. I turn to Alison to see if she is thinking what I am. But as usual she isn't. Her cheeks are rosy with anticipation and her eyes are opened wide. And then, she does it. She whispers those words I dread every. Single. Year.

"Valentine's day dance..."

A/N: Yay new chapter! ;) Hope you like it. I will try to upload more chapters soon :). I love putting cliff hangers in my stories so be ready for that... This is your only warning >:). This chapter's was only small... Thank you all for reading, voting and commenting! It means SO much to me. :)

Fia <3