May 19th, 2049
Hi, I am Rebecca Preston, and I am 17 years old living in Groveville county, Virginia. Groveville is a small county just 30 minutes away from DC. I attend Groveshore Hill High and have an A+ average in every class, but social studies (A-). Most students (and teachers) in my school would say I am the one to beat, not only in grades, but life in general. I am one of the three most popular girls in school. I have the (richest), nicest family a girl could ask for, with a huge house, and add in my looks and they might as well crown me princess. With all this talk, you are probably looking for some details, even though you are just a book, oh well.
As I said before I am Rebecca, but all my friends call me Becca, I have reddish brown hair that goes about halfway down my back. My seemingly flawless skin is accompanied by my golden eyes (think Edward Cullen). I live in a mansion with tons of windows, a lighthouse, a 7 car garage, and a total of 18 bedrooms. You may be thinking, what kind of jobs do your parents have to get you a house like this? Well, my mom is a stay at home mom, only she doesn't stay at my home, she stays at the White House, yes THE White House, and that's where my dad comes in, my dad Kirk Preston, is the President of the United States of America. He has been president for 7 years and with the new law that was past, he will be president for 5 more years. That is a total of 12 years that my parents don't live with me and I am being watched by my older brother Eric and all of the guards who of course are everywhere. Along with Eric, who is 23, I have a younger brother, Cade, who is 4. the reason that I don't live in the White House with my mom and dad is that me and my siblings go to public schools, and we can't risk people finding out who we are. That is also why I go by Becca at school, and not many people know my last name. Whenever me, Eric, and Cade go to dinners and balls, we are surrounded by guards and we need to make sure there is no press anywhere, that way we won't end up on tv.
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Life Of The President's Daughter
Novela Juvenil"Hey Bella, do you know when your dad is coming to pick you up?" I say while nervously checking the time. "He said ten minutes 3 minutes ago, why are you acting like such a jitter-bug Rebecca" Inside I know I should tell her the truth but who knows...
