Fresh Start
Chapter One
" Mother I seriously don't want to have this conversation again. I've made my choice and I intend to go to Juilliard ". I was getting sick of this talk. Does she not get it? Oh God where is Jesse when I need her the most!
" Rihanna think about this, you can be in movies and meet celebrities and be in shows and all you really have to do is walk the isle and smile".
My mother said with a dreamy
look her blue eyes glistening, the blue eyes I didn't inherent.
" Sweetie don't you wanna be like your mother" she continues on " " "The most beautiful young model out there?"
Young? Mother you are almost 50 years old and get plastic surgery every month to look young! I almost said that but changed my mind for the better. Mother gets nasty when I mention her age. Her real age not the fake 'I'm 29 look'.
" Mother I'm a dancer not a model. I've been dancing since I was 6 ok. And you know that I was born to dance not walk some isle! Dancing is my thing."
I try to get her to understand. I've been trying for the last decade. She's a model and wants me to be in her foot steps. " But sweetie don't you want to be on the front cover of magazines-"
" Mother I do want to be on those magazines-" she interrupts me.
" Perfect I knew you would come around it will be all settled I'll just call my agent".
My mother turns away, her perfect blonde hair swishing around her head. She walks up to my bed and picks up her Hermes Birkin bag worth over 64 grand.
As she walks away I call to her. She turns with a big smile on her face, " yes sweetie".
" Mother I want to be in those magazines, but not by being a model. I want to be in those magazines by my dance moves". My mother as usually gets hurt and thinks of cruel word to hurt me.
" You know what",her face lights up," Your father and I will not be paying for that school, and I hear that it costs a fortune"
She says with a smug look her arms crossed and sways her hips.
Unfortunately I was prepared for this. " Mother don't worry about that, I have it all covered up".
I say to her with a calm voice. Her blue eyes suddenly turning furious. "Impossible! This is out rages!" She screams like a 5 year old.
She turns and walks away, slamming my bed room door. She doesn't know that for the last decade of my life father has been giving me money for my birthday, every month and even unexpected and she doesn't know that I've already convinced father to let me go and he already paid for everything with out mother knowing.
I knew this would happen. I just knew it. My mother has been like this since I can remember. " Oh God" I say walking up to my king sized bed.
I climb and hang my head over the side of my bed.
I close my eyes trying to think positive like always but after awhile I open them to survey the room I grew up in.
The room I was gonna leave in the morning. My bedroom carpet was over all black and had red dots all over. My walk-in closet was completely open. My cabinet was black and had a body mirror
I can see my reflection through my mirror.
My brownish golden, long hair hangs straight down which I've inherented from my father .
My eyes, which are creamy light brown from which I also inherented from father was my best feature next to my hair.
" Oh shit" My cell phone vibrates in my pocket scarring the day lights out of me.
I catch my self falling off the bed and land with a thud. I pull out my iPhone and Jessie's name appears with I picture I took at this years state fair. Jessie's was assigned to me by father since I was 6. She is sorta like my mother with out birth. Actually she's the one that got me in to dancing.
" Hello Jesse" I say getting up off the ground.
" Hey Rhi, good news or bad news?"
" Bad news first " I replay with an unease smile.
" Ok you have to get up 5 in the morning and I couldn't get you a first class due to the seats filling up quick" she replies.
" Oh my god Jesse are you for real?" I hate having to sit with people so close that's why father always got me first class.
" Anna don't worry hun it'll all work out" she says in a soothing voice. " Now go to sleep you need your rest, you and I know how you get in the morning. Haha she's right I act like a total bitch in the morning with out my coffee
" ok Jesse I'm going I'm going- wait you didn't say the good news " I ask with a yawn. I look at the clock by my door it reads 11:13.
" oh I almost forgot. I have your dorm ready all paid for. I have your schedule printed out, your roommate is a girl named Lexi brown hair green eyes and from a rich family. You have a meeting with the deen Mrs. Novak you'll have to watch out for her, she's not exactly a fan of your mother. Since tomorrow is Sunday you have orientation on Monday 10 o'clock sharp....." I think that's all I heard before I fell asleep.
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One Night With The Prince
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