Ruler Of KISHI I (g×g) ✔

Miss Manor

Not exactly what Bly looks like, you can keep your imaginations while i keep looking to find her:)

Bly

The clanking of the old, out of place church bell from a reasonable distance away caught me up close as i found myself, yet again, in this old room I've come to gain cognizance with over the past years.

My dark room.

I opened my eyes slowly as the light sunray that crept through my open window hit my face.
'Yikes i hate mornings!' I mumbled to myself, being totally not a morning person.

Some might think i had such a terrible past that turned me into the 'heartless' person i am as the girls say. Alot of them tell their friends and people they know to guard their hearts from me, they think i see them as preys, they refer to me as a 'player'.
Truth is i am most definitely a player but i keep that to myself and deny allegations as such so as to achieve my aims.
Am i a terrible person? Maybe, let's leave that for another day.

My past wasn't too normal, just a bunch of family stuff i tried so hard to not define me.
As you may already imagine, I had dadddy issues. Yes, 'one of those kids'!
I really hated being one of those kids but who wouldn't?

At seventeen, i already lived a total of twenty five years or so.
I do know I've lived more than my current age on earth. Confusing, isn't it?

Lancester high, one of the best high schools in America, a private school that is referred to as 'the rich kids' school' is where i find myself every weekday. Not that I'm complaining, i have amazing friends that help me ignore the prison-like nature of the school. Just so glad they don't make us wear uniforms even though i find it amusing as i imagine the hot cheerleaders in skimpy skirts that definitely would be against dress codes.

Anyways, Dad died two years ago in a plane crash while returning from a trip from one of his 'whores', I guess. Everyone in the family knew he was cheating on mom big time and was already awating the divorce papers because it was so obvious that the marriage was becoming more of a burden to them than a blessing.

Nobody really questioned his weekly trips and no one kept grudges against him but i couldn't help but get slightly angry that he couldn't have the decency to at least divorce mom first before dipping into other women.
I was greatly disgusted in him everytime he left for his trips and came back with that smug smile on his face hinting that he just had the best week outside our 'home' with another woman who wasn't mom.

Not like i gave two middle fingers about it, mom didn't seem to care because it seemed like she had her own little visits that raised eyebrows every once in a while.
All i cared about was that i was breathing and if not, well, we meet on the other side.

Besides, Dad wasn't much of a father to me before he died. He just settled all my teenage problems with money, yep that's all he did. Throw money at his problems because he had so much.
As each day went by, i saw less and less of him until he finally shut off. He signed the divorce papers right before he met with death and was utterly defeated. My friends knew better than to comfort me when it happened because, well, what do i care?.

BTR (Back to reality)

I reluctantly got up from my king-sized bed. I got a bed this big because i love large spaces, same reason i got this huge house. A three-bedroom space with just me in it.
'I have to get to school!' I said as i looked over my clock and jerked up feeling the cold tiles up against my feet, shocking me and almost making me jump back in bed.

*Gosh it's extremely cold, winter is approaching*
'Uh!' I grunted, remembering that every of my family members are excitedly looking forward to meeting a 'boyfriend' I don't have. Mom has been a pain in the ass since the Easter dinner. She had been worried sick over the fact that i don't talk about boys and I'm probably a hopeless romantic.

She thinks I'm broken and instead of sitting me down like a regular mom, she threatened to cut me off 50% of all the things i had access to if i didn't bring a boyfriend to the Christmas dinner. Mom has been desperate to the point of even setting me up with boys. I really don't understand why she just didn't think that maybe i don't like guys, after all...I mean it's 2022!
*I'm so screwed, where am i supposed to get a boyfriend from? Hire one?* The thought flashed through my head but i immediately pushed it away. Whph! I guess I'd have to come out to everyone on Christmas even though I'm not a fan of labels!

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Let's talk about Mom, the almighty Miss Manor. I stuck to Mom's last name after Dad died. Mom is a famous, well paid Hollywood star, she first started acting on Broadway and after gaining recognition, she got a role that led to many others with prominent production companies in Hollywood.

Mom lives in L.A so i live all by myself in my huge house in Manhattan, few miles away from Lancester high. Don't worry, I've got a Mercedes. Fancy, right? Well, Mom is pretty rich. Back at home, she's got a glass award shelf where you would find many shiny awards. She got about 10 Oscar nominations in about 6 years and 7 awards for best lead actress in comedy, drama, thriller, both series and movies.

She's everywhere...3 Academy awards with 6 nominations, 3 Emmy awards and many others. She also won 3 times best costumed actress in a row. She's a pretty big deal in Hollywood which makes me think she had her head in the ground when she decided to buy a house in L.A, the home of paparazzi and all those stalkerish fans. Sometimes i think she just wants to be murdered.

Mom is very sweet and caring and also very hardworking, she puts all her time and effort into her work and i agree that she deserves all the recognition she'd won.
I see her like thrice a year; Thanksgiving, Christmas and sometimes Easter or one other random time. I miss her sometimes but she calls regularly.

Mom is very good-looking so she gets a lot of endorsement deals from different branches of show biz. She had me with her Swedish boyfriend, Dad, when they were both eighteen. Dad was in a band and mom met him on one of his tours, they fell in love, blah blah blah.

Mom got pregnant and even though they weren't ready for a baby, they decided to keep me. Dad was made to quit the band and get a 'real job' by his parents to finally put his business school certificate to good use as they said. They made him CEO of their import and export company, something his dad always dreamt of. Dad on his part, didn't want to manage his parents' company, he wanted to be a musician.

Even though his Dad disapproved of the lifestyle and forced him to go to business school, he dashed his hopes against the rock as he handed his certificate to them and travelled far away to start up a band. Then i came and as his dad said, i got him back to his senses and made him become a real man because he had to make money to support his new family and that wasn't happening with a mere 'fantasy job', as they called it back then.

I had to learn Swedish for about 2 years because Dad thought it unconventional that i didn't understand his language. I can speak about 3 languages; Swedish, English, French and halfly, Spanish. I took a lot of language lessons after learning Swedish because i thought it was fun. I've been learning languages since i was a kid, thanks to dad. You might refer to me as a nerd, but like a cool one.

I've always been an A student, which doesn't make me any less rebellious. Just a big brain that assimilates quickly.

Well, Mom is from Britain so I'm half British and Half Swedish. I can speak in a British accent, like mom, but i feel more comfortable with my American accent. I mean, i grew up here after all.

BTR
I rushed into the shower. My whole bathroom is made of glass, pretty artistic. The type you can only see outside from inside and not inside from the outside. I had the door specifically designed as a mirror, it has no knob just a metallic authenticator that opens with a password just like my front door. Only two people know the password.

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Hello! Thanks for reading, the first chapter might be a little boring. I know, i just wanted to give a glimpse at Bly's past to understand her future.
You have to read further to understand certain things in this chapter.
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