Hi! I'm Paris. And I suppose you came here to find out about my crazy life. Well, it truly is crazy. I'm actually a big deal here in the United States. I'm a model. Like a BIG model. Not that I am big. I'm just famous I guess. I've been on the cover of VOUGE, met all kinds of celebrities, and I have been on the red carpet. I'm not trying to brag. I'm just proud of myself. Who wouldn't be though? I have done a lot for only being 12 years old. And I owe it all to my parents. That are no longer in my life. And that is where my story begins...........
I was sitting on my big king sized bed watching TikTok when I get a call from an unknown caller.
Paris=P Unknown Caller=U
P: Hello?
U:Hello! Is this Paris Romano?
P: Yes, that is me. Can I help you?
U: Um. I actually have some news for you. I am sending a cop to your house to pick you up so we can talk about some things.
P: I will not allow that. I barely even know you. What if your trying to kidnap me?
U: If I was trying to kidnap you, why would I be telling you when the kidnappers were going to be at your house and who the kidnappers are?
P: Okay I get the point. Let me ask my parents first and then I will go.
U: That is actually what this is about. I won't tell you on the phone. We will talk about this in person.
P: Uhh- Okay then. Just text me when the cop will get here.
U: Will do! Bye Bye!
P: Bye.I hung up the phone and just thought for a moment.
What was wrong with Mom and Dad? What if they were hurt? Oh no.
I then got a text from the number that called me saying that the cop was here. That was fast.
I put on my shoes and rushed out the door with only my phone and got in the cop car.
"Hello. You must be Ms. Romano?" the cop said
"I am. But call me Paris. Ms. Romano makes me feel old." I replied
The man then chuckled a little bit and said nothing else. That's kinda weird. Oh well.
"So who are you?" I ask because I want to know who my possible kidnapper is.
"Oh I'm sorry Paris. I am Officer Ruthenburg. And I am taking you to the police station." The officer said.
"Oh okay." I replied
That was all that was said until about 10 minutes later, while we were driving down a highway, he said one more thing,"You have a very nice house Paris."
It was true. I did have a really nice house. What you you expect though? I am one of the most well known models. Did he think I would be poor?
"Yes, I guess I do, don't I?" I didn't know what else to say so that will do.
We stayed silent the rest of the car ride.
I was glad about that though. If gave me time to think. Think about what was wrong with Mom and Dad.
We shortly arrived at the police station. Why did they need me to come here?
Before I could open the car door, the nice cop did it for me.
I gave him a kind smile while getting out of the car.
When we walked inside the station, there was a lady at the front desk. She looked busy but I didn't care so I went and talked to her.
"Hello?" I said, not knowing what else to say.
"Oh hello! You must be Paris! Go through that door right there. There is a nice lady waiting for you in there." she said while pointing to a door to the side of the front desk.
I gave her a small nod and started walking to the door.
This police station was very nice. I know saying that wasn't necessary but but oh well.
I walked in the room that the nice lady told me to go to. There was a big desk with an office chair behind it. Somebody was sitting in the office chair.
"Hi! You're Paris right?" The lady in the office chair said when she saw me.
"Yep that's me. So why am I here?" I said. I really didn't wanna be there.
"You might want to sit down for this." the lady said with a sad smile.
I took a seat at one of the chairs in front of the lady's desk. I was starting to get mad because nobody was telling me what was going on.
"Okay what is it?" I said impatiently.
"Unfortunately, your parents have passed away in a car crash." the lady said with pity in her eyes.
I went blank. I felt numb. I didn't know how to react. I felt tears build up in my eyes. I wasn't one to hide my emotions so I started balling my eyes out. My parents did everything for me. They were the ones that helped me with my career. If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't have the things that I have now.
"W-Where will i-i go?" I said in between sobs.
I know I should be more upset about my parents death then where I will go but I was very curious.
"You will be staying with your brothers." the lady said like it was nothing.
I don't have brothers. Or so I thought.
"What are you talking about? I don't have brothers." I said. I was so confused.
"Yes you do bambina." a man said walking through the door.
Wtf is going on.
—————————————————————————Hi everybody!!! This was my first chapter of my first book! I really hope you like it, but like I said before, it probably won't be that great since it is my first ever story. But I really hope you enjoy it. And the chapters will be longer then this in the future. I don't really know why I made this one so short.
(I will make it a goal to update every 2 days but school is starting very soon so updates might come later then that)
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