I think the reason for why I've come so far in my studies is due to my parents. Ever since I was young they've always told me to get good grades, take extra credit when offered and always make a good impression with the teachers. At first i thought maybe it was for the possibility of scholarships for college or so that way I could just graduate top of my class. In reality, it was only for the sake of their image.
At first it began as just parents wanting their child to do well in school, but it evolved into something that I could never have imagined. It fed their ego. I turned into a trophy, losing all value aside from the achievement that was recognized. Instead of being their daughter, I was a topic to talk about at dinners with the Johnsons.
I wish I would have noticed their crave for attention sooner, but I was blind and believed their constant obsession of my school life was for my benefit, not their petty image. Stupid. Now I'm stuck on a road I never wanted to be on in the first place. My parents want me to carry on the family name at the McFarland Medical Hospital as a doctor.
Both of my parents have worked there for the majority of their career, in fact, they even met there. All of their friends work there and me finding my 'rightful' place as a surgeon would be the icing on their cake of prestige.
I guess I could go against their wishes and live my own life, but I've fallen too far into the rabbit hole. Obsessing over my grades has become second nature and if I so much as get an 89 on a quiz my parents will flip their shit. Plus, I have to look out for my five-year-old sister, Lily. If my parents were to dictate her life like they have mine I wouldn't be able to live with myself.
That's the major reason why I never complained when I was volunteered for the summer study program. Not only did it look good for my parents but it got their attention off of Lily.
I was going to complete the tutoring program with whatever convict they paired me with, graduate high school, become a surgeon and hopefully keep my parents off of Lily's back for as long as I could. I had everything planned out and it was so simple. My life was so simple.
I was completely content with being the smart kid that everyone hated because I reminded the teacher about the essay that was due that day. I was fine with being stepped on by everyone cause that was all I was ever used to. I felt comfort in being able to hide within myself and be the shy quiet girl because I always had either my work or my parents to do the talking for me. I didn't mind being in the shadow of a legacy I never wanted to follow because I never thought there was any other choice.
But then he came along.
That frustrating, narcissistic, arrogant, brown-eyed Adonis known as Dante Abbatelli. No book, study-guide or even Google could have prepared me enough for that hot-headed Italian. He not only tipped everything upside down but managed to cause havoc everwhere he went with anyone he was around.
But if you want the truth? I wouldn't have had it any other way.
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Why hello there!!! :) so this is the prolouge to my very first story.
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Gangbanger Study-Buddy
Romance"I think you should spend less time staring and more time studying," I chastise. His eyes brighten in his usual cat like way. "Really? Because I think you should spend more time staring at me and less time studying." »|»|»|»|»|»|»|»|»|»|»|»|»|»|»|»|...