𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

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The loud music of the party rings in my ears, drowning most of my thoughts out. 

"So.. are you going to be around New York this summer?" Finn, a guy I've been talking to recently asks me. 

"No, I'm going to our beach house with my friends" I answer, attempting to look a little dismayed and disappointed. 

"Oh, well maybe we'll bump into each other sometime" he says a little dejectedly. 

"Yeah, maybe" I say distractedly, not fully paying attention. 

After a few more polite words, I excuse myself and head to my black Mercedes to drive home.

Summer...

My favorite time of year. Not only because school is over, I mean that's great and all, but also because of Cousins beach, where me and my family, the Monroes, meet the Fishers and Conklins in the Fisher's beach house. 

It's a place where I can escape reality. 

Where I don't have to be New York's "it girl" 

Don't get me wrong, I love being liked and known and admired, but sometimes it just gets too much. 

Like sometimes I feel like nobody really likes me for myself, but my reputation. 

I guess its time I introduced myself. 

I'm Emily Monroe, or more commonly known as New York's "it girl". 

I work as a part time model for Dior. The only reason I'm modeling is because I want to drown out everything that's been going on in my life. Me being a model is probably the main reason I am known as the "it girl".

Or more specifically, my parents arguing. I guess its been going on for a couple of years, but these few months have gotten much worse. Its like they can't stand each other. 

Sometimes I wish they'd just divorce and end things. It's not going to happen though. In high society, getting a divorce is an absolute disgrace and very scandalous. 

Affairs and cheating, yes, but divorce? Never. 

That's why my dad's not coming to Cousins this year. 

I'm looking forward to seeing the boys, and Belly of course. Although me and Belly aren't the closest, I still consider her a really good friend. As for Jeremiah and Steven, or Stevie, as I like to call him, are my absolute best friends. 

And Conrad...

There's nothing to say I guess. I had a crush on him a few years back, but that's all in the past. I've moved on and even had some boyfriends, not at the same time of course. 

And even if I hadn't moved on, which I most definitely have, its not like I could do anything about it. 

Belly likes him. She always has. I can't ruin this for her. I can't ruin her first crush, it really wouldn't be fair to her. 

Anyway, I'll be going off to college soon in a few years, and I want this summer to be a perfect one. 

One that I'll remember forever. 

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