I always imagined my life to go as planned . To be happy and do the things i look forward to experience .
But at the same time i always want to please people and not disappoint them
I'm not the type of person that puts himself on the top of the list and take care of himself before others . In fact i realized that i spent the past 22 years of my life taking care of people and totaly forgetting about myself .And it took me to lose my sister to realize that .
My name is Emma Lina james , but there is only one person allowed to call me by my second name : my best friend daniel.
Im 22 years old , born and lived -untill last year - in france .
My mom paulette trinité is a classy french woman that comes from money .My father robert james is a successful business man from London .
And im the only daughter they have got left .
A year and a half ago , my older sister , jacqueline died in a car accident with her fiancé .
She'v always been the perfect child , she didnt mind all the attention and spoiling from our parents and the eyes around our family . She likes being the centre of attention just like she shares interests with our parents .Me on the other hand not so much , i've always lived in the shadows of my family trying to stay away from the fame they gained with time in france .
But after the death of my sister , my mom started to see me as her new play toy to get past the death of my sister . She would spend days after days to make a second version of my sister out of me . She saw this as away to get past the tragidy that caused our family to grow apart but me on the other hand didnt get the time to even grief the death of my sister .
So , i ran away .
I left it all behind . Cause i couldnt take it anymore .
I took a plain to the united states , with a bag pack and a suit case but without a plan .
An hour after my plane landed , i ended up sitting at the edge of the sidewalk in the parking lot of the airport crying my eyes out , feeling lonely as i have never been .And thats when daniel found me .
He was sitting at the edge of the side walk too but , he in fact was waiting for his parents to pick him up along with his sister cara .
They saw me crying and they didnt hesitate to come up to me and comfort me .
They sat each by one side of me looking at me with worried eyes but i just couldnt look back at them and stop crying .
They didnt say anything either . They just sat next to me .We spent an hour in the same position , my head burried in daniel's chest with his arms around me and cara caressing my back to comfort me .
After calming down , i told them my story an everything that happened to me telling them how i just took a plane without any idea what to do .
So they ended up dragging me along with their parents to their apartement and they told me that i'm their new roomate .
After that day , i gained myself new friends . We became inseparable , well actually danny and I are always side by side like we're twins whereas for cara she was planning her wedding so she didnt get to tag along as much .
2 months later she moved out of the apartement to move in with her finacé ethan , leaving the spacious apartement for my boy danny and I .
After settling down , and getting past the little depression i've been through , danny stood by my side and helped me to get back on my feet .
I started going out with danny and meating new people . I fit in just fine with all of them , enjoying the feeling of having a simple normal life away from snoby rich people .
While staying there , i payed a visit to my grand'mother and aunt who were living in the united states as well , new york to be exact . They were happy to see me and they understood perfectly my dituation and irritating my parents can be .
But unfortunetly my grand mother was sick , and she passed away two months after i got there leaving me her coffee shop and her library in her will .
So yeah that's pretty much my story so far , Emma james , 22 years old , owns a coffee shop and a beautiful library and
Living with my best friend daniel .
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