The Difference

Chapter 1

             Dakota - Monte Carlo, 154 Int. St.

My name is Dakota Walliams and my life is quite interesting but before I say anything a little autobiography about me. I'm twenty five years, daughter of Mr. Niall Walliams, owner of Walliams Merchandise Industries. I live alone in a three bedroom apartment. My mum died a day after my sixteenth birthday when she found out my sister was gay but she's no longer one. I completed school at Harvard and wanted to open my own floral and boutique but my dad convinced me to join the family's business. I'm now the owner of half of my father's business even though I'm the third born out of six kids. My life is perfect except for one thing. I'm a sex addict. It's not something I'm proud of saying but I don't believe in love so I use the time I'll spend in a relationship to explore the world. My definition of exploring the world is having sex. You may call me a prostitute but I like to be called a sex addict. That's more respectful than a prostitute. The first time I had sex I was eighteen. I had graduated from high school and attending a party for the graduates. I got drunk but not too drunk to realise I had slept with Edwin Tucker, the school's baseball team's captain. From there I decided to explore the world if sex since that's the day I broke my virginity. I joined a hook up app that linked me to a lot of guy both older and younger than me. Yeah, so this is my life and this is my story.

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                              Corbin Avearey - New York

"Corbin" I heard my dad call from downstairs.
"Coming dad". We were moving to Monte Carlo. My dad had been transferred there to work permanently. We had finished parking but I decided to have a look at the room I had spent the twenty years of my life in this world. I ran downstairs to the car after locking the front gate and handing the keys to him. Dad had wanted to sell the house but I asked him to keep it just in case. When Marian, my girlfriend heard that I was moving she broke up with me because according to her she couldn't deal with long distance relationships.
My dad worked at Walliams Merchandise Industries owned by Mr. Niall Walliams. The industry was first a family business but as time went on Mr. Walliams decided to open to all and sundry. At that time the company in which my dad was working at had collapsed so he used this as an opportunity to apply for a job at W.M.I. He was given the job as the PA to the Managing Director of the NYC branch. Three months into his work my father found out that every three years Mr. Walliams transferred those he deemed promotable for their handwork. My dad had been working there for the past six years but hasn't been transferred. He had lost hope of being promoted when last week he got mail saying that the final transfer the company was going to make had been done and he had been transferred to Monte Carlo. He had been asked to move by this week. They had given us a two bedroom house at International Street.
"What school have I applied for?" I asked my dad once we were halfway to the airport. We'll have the car shipped later on in the week.
"Sunshine College. It's a thirty minute drive from our house."
New school, new friends and possibly a new girlfriend. I hope Monte Carlo will be more interesting than NYC.