My day started awful, my mom literally almost broke my door by just knocking on it "Ellie wake up already you're gonna be late for school!" mom said, here's another year moving away again, my mom running away from her life , new school, new friends, new life , but honestly I didn't really care that much about moving away to LOS ANGELES. I had no friends or anything I would have loved to stay for but I was just getting tired of my mom thinking she will find an answer to a better living by running away from everything , "Ellie WAKE UP" mom said "I am up", I got out of bed and went to the bathroom i washed my face brushed my teeth and put my clothes on, I looked in the mirror and took a deep breath "oh my god I look ugly" my face looks like I haven't got enough sleep which I didn't my skin is dry my eyes are puffy and my lips have teeth bite marks on them , I bite my lip when I get nervous which I get a lot, I could hear my mom calling me from downstairs, ugh never mind, I went downstairs slowly "what took you so long?" my mom said "I was just getting ready"- "you took forever, anyways grab something to eat on the road we have no time you don't want to be late for your first day at school" I grabbed an apple and my bag and went to the car, actually this may not be bad after all I mean the weather was nice and the streets are amazing , "are you excited for your first day" mom said "I don't know kind of" I lied i was not excited at all for school I hate seeing new people who will judge me on my looks I feel like that's what they always do, we arrived at the school and I was so surprised " WOW this school is huge mom" "yeah your uncle got you in to this school" "mom this must have cost him a fortune"- "sweety don't think about that think about how exciting it is, it really looks nice", in the parking lot all I could see is really expensive cars and we came in with a really old van that's kind of half broken i could see people starting to look and judge us, I walked out and i was heading through the main door "i will come with you sweety" I quickly replied "no mom its not a big deal I can settle things on my own" I could see from the look on her face she knew I didn't want her to walk with me I actually didn't want to be embarrassed to be seen walking with my mom , I went in and all I could see is really beautiful girls who look so rich and dressed really nice I was already embarrassed by my clothes, this is the part I wasn't excited for.
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That Rich Girl
Mystery / ThrillerCause being "rich" means more then lots of money , more clothes, big house and expensive cars.