I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my long silky blonde hair, and thinking. I couldn't believe this was happening again. I would have to do everything over, the friends, the teachers, everything. Sometimes I think I should just leave rather then let this happen again, because I know it will.
I sighed and turned just as Kayden, my twin brother walked in, carrying my daughter, Amoriyah. I took her from his arms and couldn't help catching a glimpse of us in the mirror as I turned around. Riyah is the picture of me. Same silky blonde hair, although hers ends in slight curls, and same astonishingly blue eyes.
Kayden sighed. “Will you ever be ready?”
“Duh! I”m doing this for like the seventeenth time!” I snapped, as I stepped past him and left my room.
The rest of the house was not nearly as quiet as my bedroom, my haven. I watched as a towheaded little boy raced past, probably chasing after another kid. Kaleb or Carter? Who knew? I managed to make my way to the kitchen. Like always, the scene wasn't one you would see in a normal household. Justin was scarfing down chocolate-chip pancakes, although I don't know how it was possible to eat calmly in that room. Gabriel ran into the kitchen from the opposite door, grabbed a waffle, and shoved past me to run out the door I just walked in. Little Devin was standing on top of the table, as one of our many nannies tried to pull her off of it. I turned before I could glimpse anything else, stopping only to grab a few granola bars and a mini cereal box for Riyah and I.
I made a beeline for the front door and jumped into my car, after putting Ri into her carseat. I dropped her off at daycare and started driving as slowly as possible to the school.
As I walked through the lobby, I silently thanked God for my modeling career, because of the eyes that were glued to my face. Whispers filled the halls as I tried to pull my schedule out of my purse without stopping. Locker 276, I was looking for.
Makynzie's POV
“Is that the new girl?” I asked my friend Althea, as we watched a extraordinarily pretty girl walk gracefully down the hall.
“Yup. Wow, she must come from some sort of goddess family or something. Look at her.”
I did look at her, feeling a little bad. Almost every eye that I could see was staring at her. She had blonde hair that touched the middle of her back. It was the perfect color, not bleach blonde, but not even close to dirty blonde. Her blue eyes glowed, but I could see something in them that looked suspiciously like sadness. She met my gaze, and I turned away.
I headed to my first-period trigonometry class and sat down, concentrating on my work. A voice beside me interrupted me. “Is anyone sitting here?”
It was the new girl. “Nope,” I said, as she gestured to the seat beside me.
She smiled, looking a little anxious. “I'm Sophia,” she said quietly.
I smiled back. “And I'm Makynzie. Where did you live before you came here?”
“Los Angeles.”
“Well, at least San Francisco is not too far away.”
She grinned, studying me, as she took out a pencil. “Hey, could you maybe show me around at the end of this class?”
“Sure! What class do you have next?”
“Ummm...” She studied her schedule. “Literature.”
“Great, same here. We can walk together.”
It turned out that Sophia was in almost all of the same classes with me, so we ended up going to almost every one together, and we sat together at lunch. The end of the day came quickly. Sophia seemed in a rush to leave. We quickly exchanged numbers, and she raced out of the building. I thought for a minute. It was nice, having a new friend to talk to. Althea had become too prejudiced lately, and it seemed like she was already jealous of Sophia. But then, every girl was jealous of her, from what I could tell.
Still, there was something strange about her. That sadness, the one I had thought about when I first saw her, had flickered back a few times while we talked. I wondered about her as I drove home. If we really were friends, in time I would find out more.
Sophia's POV
I picked up Riyah from daycare and headed home, hoping that there would be some peace. But when I walked in the door, I heard yelling.
“I don't give a shit! We've been trying and trying over and over again and still failing! Maybe we need a different little bitch to try it on.”
I silently walked through the front hall, putting Riyah down. I whispered to her, “Go upstairs, find Kay, and stay with him.”
She looked at me with big, scared eyes and nodded. I turned to walk past the kitchen, but froze. “Sophia! Get in here now!”
I went into the kitchen, holding my breath.
My father smiled wickedly. “You are going to help your daddy out.”
So what do you think??? This is my first story on this account. I have a few others that I will post eventually once I know I have readers. What do you guys think will happen to Sophia?
