Y/N is a shy and clumsy 4'1 ft sm0l garl with long ass crusty blonde hair and ocean, sapphire, emerald, gold, amethyst, lagoon blue eyes, which change to pink, seacrest, grenat, wisteria eyes (I watched those 'rare colors u prolly never heard of' t...
My alarm clock started to ring. It was already 6:30 in the morning and I had to get up to get ready for school. I opened my ocean blue glittery eyes, jumped out of bed and went to my mirror. I made my hair into a messy bun, which actually looked perfect and beautiful on me. I also choose my look for today.
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I went downstairs where my mother was already waiting for me.
I live alone with my mother. Years ago, in a car accident, where I was only 3 months old, everyone died. Before that my mother told my father that she should better drive the car instead of the house snake. But my father was always ready for something new... Since then, my eye color changes every time there is a full moon. Probably this is a remaining trace of my trauma.
As usual, she did not give me a good morning kiss on the forehead, nor did she give me a hug. She just stood there with a bread in which was topped with cheese. The cheese was already melted on the package. The bread was there probably already 20 minutes on the kitchen counter. I have already eaten many cheese breads. And always they were warm and delicious except this one. This cheese bread has nothing to do with a cheese bread.
It doesn't matter. I took the bread and left the house. My mom never said 'bye' to me and this time she didn't either. I hated school. I always get bullied because of my size. I know I'm short and petite but I don't need to be told that over and over again. I also didn't have many friends. But I didn't care about that either. I didn't care about anything. Sometimes... Sometimes I wish that I had become the daughter of someone else... But I probably wouldn't be as incredibly pretty as I am now. Really. I get bullied all the time, but secretly the guys all think I'm hot as hell. That's the way it has to be.
I walked into the classroom and sat in my seat, right by the window. Because I'm the main character. Class was as boring as ever and again and again someone threw their food at me. Man, they must all think I'm super cool if they give me all their food.
The school day was boring and I went back home. What surprised me was that this time my mother welcomed me at the front door and greeted me.
That usually never means anything good. "Y/N... We need to talk." We sat down at the table. "The rent is getting more and more expensive and I can't find a job anymore. You don't want to get a mini-job either and your grades are getting worse too. Besides, you stink. What I'm trying to say is... I've decided to sell you. And there's nothing you can do about it." I was shocked "S-sell m-me? Sell the house first! Surely we can get a good sum for that too!" Tears began to stream down my delicate pink cheeks. "Nope." my mother said coldly.
And then the doorbell rang. "Who... Who is it?!" I stammered. "Oh!" My mother jumped up "That must be him" She sprinted to the door and opened it. In front of the door stood a very tall man. Probably 6'2 tall. He was wearing an expensive black suit and a gold Rolex. I looked at my mother all puzzled. "W-w-who... Who is he!!!" She took a deep breath in and out.... "This, my dear, is Mike Glotzkowski, or Wazowski. His last name varies. He's your buyer. So be nice to him and do what he says." The man began to speak. "Well, little girl, I've already cleared everything with your mother. You can come with me right now." His voice was so deep.... And his eye. I lost myself in that beautiful emerald green eye. I didn't even realize how stupid I was standing there until I was interrupted by my mother.
"Close your mouth and don't stare at him like that. How can you be so... ugh can't find the right word. My goodness, what did I do wrong. I'm so sorry, Mr. Glotzkowski. She's really... a difficult case." "Don't worry about it. I'll teach your daughter some manners. So come on, little one."
I had no choice. My mother didn't even cry, she slammed the door immediately after I walked out. The man led me to a big limousine. "Go inside and take a seat. My butler will now drive us to my luxury villa".
And there began my journey into a new life. Completely unaware, I got into the car. I had so many questions, but I couldn't ask any of them. The engine started, the car drove off. It drove off into a world that was still unknown to me.
