chapter 1: morning

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Lies.

   It seemed like I was surrounded by them. lying it's like a fire, you can create it but you can't take it back. It's been one week since I was exposed bye that awful Mari-trash. She lies all the time to her friends but  I'M the one getting in trouble for it. But whatever. I have another miserable day ahead of me.   

   "Miss Lila breakfast is ready" my maid call from the doorway. "coming" I say as I gently crawl out of my Egyptian bed sheets I walk to my desk and my workout clothes are laid out. my personal trainer Benson Duval offers me a seat and tells me the workout plan. today I'm doing good Kpop workout."and kick and kick!!!"he says."feel the Burn!". when we're done  he offers me a cold towel and I'm off. I make my way to my Bathroom as I think about what outfit I'll wear. after I take a shower. I sit at my vanity table while my other maid brushes my hair, another maid feeds me cherries and honey glazed roasted Chestnuts imported from Egypt. After that I go to my walk in closet where my personal stylist picks out an outfit for me.

                                                                     OUTFIT :


    At Least I won't look like a loser

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    At Least I won't look like a loser.  I skipped down the grand staircase to the dining hall. for breakfast today I had soft boiled eggs,scrambled eggs, fried eggs, poached eggs,bacon, sausage, pancakes, french toast, an assortment of juices and teas,fruits,and stir fries. and for dessert strawberry truffle cake. I took my truffle cake and heading into the car. 

              If you couldn't tell I come from a wealthy family I never told anyone in my school because my mom wanted a fresh start in paris. I dont know why she's never here anyway,  but thats all going to change. I'm going the be 15 soon and on my 15th birthday everything's going to change.

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