BEFORE YOU READ, PLEASE KNOW THAT THE FEW CHAPTERS THAT ARE UP WERE WRITTEN WHEN I WAS IN 8th GRADE!
"Miss Astrella?" A small girl with brown eyes peered into my room.
I turned away from my balcony. Spotting one of our maids, I smiled, "Alice?"
Alice nodded, "Mistress wants you downstairs."
I nodded back at her, "Alright."
Making my way down the stairs, I heard something. It sounded like... Scolding.
"Alice! You know you are NOT allowed to look eye-to-eye with anyone in our family. Correct?" Mother's harsh voice came from the living room.
"Mother!" I ran into the room, "I'm here!"
Mother's eyebrows were knitted as she turned towards me, "A lady never butts into another's conversation, Astrella."
"Uhm. Sorry?" I said, with the urge to roll my eyes.
Mother turned away from me, "Alice, I'm afraid that I will have to let you go. I cannot stand your superior glance at me."
Alice's eyes widened with tears, "Please," she whispered, "I have nowhere to go!"
Mother turned away, "Yes honey?" She asked me.
I glanced between mother and Alice. "Mom, please let Alice stay- it won't do any harm, would it?"
Mother sighed loudly, "No. Astrella, you and I both now that-"
"I'll sign-up for the selection," I suggested quickly, not thinking before I spoke.
Mother's blue eyes shined, "yes, yes! Of course!" She smiled, "Run along now," she said to Alice, who nodded gratefully, and turned away. "Here," she said quickly, "I have the form right here. Just fill it in."
I stared at my mom. She was bubbling with excitement.
I laughed, "Okay mom, calm down!" Then to myself, "It's not like I'm going to be picked anyway."
"Hmm?"
"No, nothing."
I picked up a peacock feather pen and hovered over the form. Quickly, in neat cursive, I filled it in:
Full Name: Astrella Cambridge Picacentino
Age: 17
Caste: Two
Province: Calgary
Height: 5'6 or 170cm
Weight: 47 kg
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair Colour: Blonde-brown
Skills: Writing, drawing, sketching, painting, piano, cello, clarinet, and vocals.
Languages: English, Mandarin, and French.
Education: Finished High School
Grade: 4.5
Interests: Reading, painting, cello, and crafting.
My mother frowned at it, "Why didn't you add ballet?"
"Because," I stare at her innocently, "I'm bad at it?"
She groaned, "Just go to bed, alright? Be like Esmeralda."
I nodded slowly, "Wait- she's jointing too, right?"
Mother nodded, "Of course." She gave a smug smile, "And with no conditions."
I turned around, ignoring her, and started up the stairs.
"Astrella?" Mother called.
I groaned silently. "Goodnight, mother!" And trudged up the stairs.
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FanfictionNONE OF THESE WERE WRITTEN ON WATTPAD. Please excuse the grammar and spelling mistakes! Astrella Cambridge Picacentino is a two who doesn't belong there. With her sharp and stubborn personality, she is always placed next to her twin, Esmeralda Franc...
