The next morning,
I fluttered my eyes open and I saw a brunette girl sitting on my bed whom I figured was Erica.
“Oh goody, you’re awake!” Erica said. “Get ready for class,”
Erica was already dressed in her uniform.
“What time is it?” I asked.
“Well, it’s time for you to get up.” She said pulling me over to the bathroom. “Here, wear this,” Erica handed me a set of the school uniform.
“Is this yours?” I asked.
“Nope, they’re yours. The housekeeper told me to hand it to you. Your father bought it.”
“Oh,”
I tried to put more style to what I’m wearing so I wore a pink ribbon hairclip and some pink sparkly bracelets. My shoes were the black Louis Vuitton loafers.
In school,
Erica and I were walking on the hallway. I need to be noticed so I walked really fashionably, unfortunately a whacko blonde boy stretched his leg so I tripped and fell, faced down.
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Livin' It Classy: School Life
Teen FictionThis is a documentary of a twelve year old, Harriett Rose. She Lives in a drop dead huge mansion with fashion designer mom, Elizabeth Claire-Rose and Broadway director and writer dad, Bradley Rose. When her parents are not around, it’s okay, she has...
