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Kiana's p.o.v.

"Dad, I don't get why we had to get such a big house, it's only you me and mom. Three people!." I said to my dad, we moved from good old Canada to California. This is where I've always wanted to live and when my dad's job took off I got what I wanted for my whole life.

My dad is a director and the movie last movie he released was a huge success! I'm so proud of him, he directed a movie called 'Remember Then' with Jennifer Lawrence and Chris Hemsworth. He made millions off that movie and my dad has always been determined to make my life the way I want it. Some people call it spoiled, we call it loved, I know my parents love me because I get everything I need and just about everything I want. I couldn't ask for a better life.

"It's all we've ever wanted it took months to build and now the dream is real." he smiled and rubbed my shoulder.

We're in the car, on our way to luxury, it's raining but nothing can ruin this day for me! We pull up to the house, the outside appearance taking my breath away. Soon a man emerges from the doors of our new home, wearing a nice black suit. He makes his way to the car and grabs some bags and walks back inside the magnificent mansion.

"Butler?" My mom asks. My dad just smiles and nods. That was a surprise, No one knew we were getting a butler, but, I'm not complaining, I hate cleaning.

"Go ahead, Kiana, Your mother and I will catch up soon." my dad says, I nod my head and walk to the beautifully built house ahead of me.

I walk through the doors and a grand staircase is the first thing you see, high ceilings, wood architecture, a chandelier. Amazing, I have my dad ideas but I didn't thing he would take them into consideration.

I proceeded through a large entrance to the living room, everything was modern, white couches, a flat screen hanging on the wall over the gas fireplace. Glass coffee table, those small lights in the ceiling. The space is open and I walk into the kitchen, where I'll probably be spending most of my time.

Marble counters and island,white cabinets, stainless steel appliances. Everything about this place is perfect and I've only see three rooms.

Up the stairs I notice only french doors leading to each of the rooms, I open the doors to each one, three guest rooms, my parents room which had family photos hanging everywhere. There was an office with about six computers but I don't feel the need to go into details about that, just a place for my dad to work his ass off, even more.

I come to the final room, opening the door I'm going to take a wild guess and say it's mine, since a lot of my stuff is in there.

A white bed, dresser, desk and shelving system with all my blankets and magazines on them. White bedding and light pink pillows, a huge iMac on the desk, damn my dad went all out! All my new clothes are neatly put away in the closet, undergarments and pyjamas in the dresser. Wood floors with a light pink fluffy rug. Everything I asked for. I'm the most blessed person in the world, in so thankful for everything I have!

I walked downstairs in to the living room where I saw my mom and dad discussing something. "Hey, the place is amazing but, I'm going to go for a walk and get to know my way around the neighbourhood." I said, they nodded and I left the house.

I started walking and it took a minute to get out of the gated community I live in. I just kept walking and for about ten minutes I didn't see anything besides houses and fields, I came across a cute little park and decide to walk through there, I took out my phone and started texting my friend Isabelle from back home in Canada. Ouch, I found myself on the ground, I look up and see some guy standing before me with his hand out, I gladly took it and he helped me up.

"Sorry about that." I said while I dusted myself off.

"Maybe you should pay attention next time." he rudely stated.

"You don't have to be so rude about it, I said I was sorry, god, it's not like you fell."

"I know, sorry I'm just not having a good day, some family is moving in where my friend used to live." he said.

"Do you live in the gated community about ten minutes from here?" I asked. he nodded, we botch sat down on the swings next to each other.

"That's my family, what's so bad about that, we aren't bad people." I reassured him.

"Yeah whatever, the lot your family built on is where my friend and his family died in a fire." he said. "it just hard because I miss them and no one can replace them, he was my best friend."

"I'm sorry for your loss, I had no idea someone passed away there." I apologize.

"It's not your fault, I'm Justin by the way." he said and stuck out his hand. I shook it and smiled.

"I'm Kiana, nice to meet you, Justin." I said. "Yes, I actually made a friend." I laughed, he laughed along with me.

"So how old are you?" He asked. He seems nice and he's might be a bit cute.

"I'm just about to turn twenty, and I'm still living with my parents." I sighed.

"I'm about to turn 21, and same I probably won't move out for a while, it's just easier living with my mom." he said.

"What about your dad?" I asked, as soon as I saw the look on his face I knew I shouldn't have asked.

"Umm- he left when I was a baby." he said and looked down, I frowned. I know what it's like to grow up without someone that's supposed to be important in your life.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked." I said feeling ashamed.

"It's okay, you didn't know, no big deal." we sat in silence for a minute and it started raining. "Shit." Justin cursed, he got up to leave but I grabbed his hand.

"Wanna come over for a bit, you can stay for dinner of you'd like." I suggested, I like Justin, he seems like a good friend he's pretty open and that means I can be open with him.

"Sure." he agreed.

"Your gonna have to show me where to go because I have no idea how to get back." he chuckled and nodded.