☆3☆PROMISE

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Khristen

"Don't worry daughter, you'll see that everything will work out."

My mother said lovingly resting her hands on my shoulders when she told me the news that she had gotten a job at the 'Kane Fortress'. Of course I have heard of them before, who hasn't? They were known all over the planet, respected by the president himself, praised by the most important firms and idolized by who wanted to be like them. My classmates used to hung posters of the Kane heirs in their lockers, in their notebooks, and on the walls of the school.

What obsessed idiots.

They were simple human beings, I did not understand so much adoration as if they were divinities. Yes, they were handsome, but they weren't the only handsome men in the world either. Yes, they also had money to cure the famine in five countries, but they had not done it. Therefore they didn't represent anything mind-blowing to my perspective. There were some rumors that they possessed special abilities related to the elements of the earth.

What a stupid!

It was no longer enough for their followers to revere them as gods of Olympus, they also had to invent powers for them!!!

I was so fed up with the Kanes that when my mother told me that we would live with them, I felt a stroke of irony smash my face. Fate, chance or whatever was out there was making fun of me but out loud.

"What are you thinking about?" My best friend shakes her right hand in front of my eyes fixed on infinity." Oh, I know, on your wonderful luck.

"Don't play with me." I react by refocusing on the blackboard with at least forty math exercises.

"Khris, a million girls would kill for that job."

"I'm not in that million." I'm sure she's made the reference because of her favorite movie.

Lilly Stewart, my best friend since I was five years old. We met in kindergarten and since then we have become inseparable. We know our tastes and what goes through our brains without saying it out loud.

"Come on Khris, admit you're a little excited." She pricks my cheek with her pen.

"Of course not, I'm sure I'll hate that damn house since I set foot in it."

"Silence please." The teacher scolds us with a stern look through her round glasses.

I focus on the exercises again but the numbers cross me on the board. Great now I suffer from sudden dyslexia ...

"Khris just because the Kanes are internationally recognized doesn't mean they're going to be egomaniacs." Lilly whispers this time.

"You just have to see the pose they adopt in front of the cameras." I raise my eyebrows, remembering the self-sufficiency that the eldest son shows.

"Maybe you will have no choice but to put up with them, no matter how much you dislike the idea, you will live in Fortress Mansion."

I am about to seal her mouth with duct tape when the blessed bell of the last school hour saves me from the ordeal of listening to my best friend and therefore, from mathematics. The hallway is instantly filled with crazy teens running for their freedom. My public school is the typical place where the rules are flushed down the toilet. Lilly and I squeeze through the crowd to get to the front door early when someone pushes me so hard to get ahead of me that my friend has to hold me down from kissing the ground.

"Where is your animal education!" She shouts at him

"Education, what is that?" The boy snorts, getting on his skateboard.

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