Chapter One

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***Sabrina's P.O.V.***

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"Ugh," I groaned as I rolled out of bed. Literally. I hit the ground with a thump and slowly pulled myself back up. I turned my alarm off my phone and rubbed my eyes groggily.

"I hate school," I mumbled under my breath as I headed to my en-suite and took a shower. I let the warm water run over my muscles for a couple minutes to wake me up a little more, then lathered my vanilla shampoo in my hair. I rinsed it out, used my vanilla conditioner and my vanilla body wash. Finally, I shaved my legs and armpits and hopped out of the shower. I wrapped my body up in my towel and put my hair up in a towel while I stepped off my heated tile floor in the bathroom and onto my cold, hardwood floor of my room. I locked my door and began my daily routine.

After a long debate, I decided to wear a strapless see-through white lace crop top/bra with a jean jacket and a lime green skirt that reached mid-thigh. After all, it was the last day of school, which means the beginning of summer. I slipped on my golden strappy sandals to complete the outfit and looked in the mirror. I looked great from the neck down, but my hair and face, those were another story.

I ran to my bathroom and brushed my teeth with my vanilla toothpaste. Then I took my towel off the top of my head. I used my hands to fluff my hair a bit, then got to work. I pulled my almost dry hair to the back of my head and started messily braiding it, with what I was doing, it would look better if it was a little messy. When I finished, I tied it off with a hair band that had a daisy on it. I took all of my white daisy hair clips and set them off to the side and slowly added them to my braid, making sure they were evenly spread out. I looked in my mirror and admired my handiwork. Now it was makeup time.

I took my concealer and squirted a blob about the size of a penny in my hand. I dabbed it on my cheekbones, my forehead, the tip of my nose, my chin and above my upper lip. I rinsed the extra concealer off of my hands, dried them, and rubbed the concealer in the rest of the way. I added some tan powder to my cheeks to make me have a more natural look and I added some pink blush to my cheeks as I finished up with the concealer part.

Next, I grabbed my liquid eyeliner and made a wing on my upper eyelid. After I repeated it on the other eye, I grabbed my line green eyeshadow and started to lightly apply it and then I added a brush of yellow to give it an ombré affect. I used some light pink lip liner and used my light pink lipstick to match it. Then I applied a layer of light pink lipgloss to make my lips more shiny and snapped the lid on.

Looking in the mirror for the last time, I grabbed my lime green phone case and snapped it on my silver iPhone 5s as I checked the time on my light blue iHome. It was 7:15, which means it only took me 2 and a half hours to get ready, it usually took me 3 hours to get ready. I sprayed my whole body with my vanilla perfume before grabbing my off-white lace clutch that held my vanilla chapstick, backup vanilla perfume, vanilla breath spray, vanilla gum, and money for Starbucks after and before school. I ran downstairs as I passed by my housekeeper Hannah who was making pancakes.

"Hey!" Hannah yelled after me. "No breakfast today?"
"No, I'm going to Starbucks with Brads today. Thanks for making it though!" I replied, she really was amazing.

"Anytime! And good luck with Bradley," she yelled after me as I walked out the door.

You see, Bradley is my best friend, and I'm kinda sorta in love with him. But how could I not be? I mean he's gorgeous and we have known each other for 9 years and he's just so sweet and caring, and did I mention he's gorgeous?

But anyways, as I let images of Bradley run through my head, I hopped into my galaxy painted 2014 Lamborghini Aventador Roadster. I slowly pulled out of our long paved driveway and out of our gated community. I slowly made my way to Bradley's house, making sure to take my time because knowing him, he won't be ready yet.

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