Chapter one

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Okay so I hope you enjoy this story, I have so many ideas for it and this is one I actually have confidence in. So read this chapter and if you like it. Vote and comment!!! - M

❃Gracie❃

"Rae family" a older gentleman who looks like a Charles , in a rather fancy black tux said as he held a sign that said the same words. I knew my Aunt was wealthy but I didn't know they could send a personal man here to pick me up. Well, I would've thought they would have picked me up personally instead but I know they're busy, being famous and all.

My aunt and uncle are Christina Rae and Thomas Rae, aka the owners of world famous fashion and model industry , "Clinique" , not to mention their own magazine to go with it. My Aunt Christina is my moms sister, but we do not share the same wealth as they do.. Knowing we only see them once a year at least, if they come down to visit us.

It's only the first week of summer vacation and I was already sent to California for the summer where I would stay with my aunt and uncle at there home which was a rather big mansions. The only thing they had close to my age was their dog, and she was even older than me.They never were able to have kids which disappointed them very much, but I guess I would be some what like their kid this summer... Since I would be here until school started anyway.

My dark brown hair bounced on my back and I dragged my suitcase towards "Charles" and introduced himself. "He cleared his throat and looked down at my 5'2 size. "Hello I'm Thomas." Dangit. "And I'll be taking you to your aunts mansion which is five minutes from here" he said sternly and then turned away and headed towards the exits. What a nice guy. I laughed inside my head as I followed him to the limo I'm guessing. That's what I read in Fanfics, when people go to their rich relatives house they always go in a limo.
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I stepped into the huge mansion my mom always showed me pictures of, chandeliers hung in the huge front room with red velvet colored carpet was showcased on the floor. Butlers and maids and whoever else
Worked here were running around the rooms always like they were rushing to get something done. I could probably fit about 20 models of my house into this one room. I gasped in awe until a wet tongue started licking my knee. I bent down and was face to face with a beautiful dog, I'm assuming it was a chocolate lab. It looks a lot like my old dog, Mario, who I think was the same breed. I scratched behind her ear and she started licking me even more and thumping her foot across the ground.

"This is Emilia" an older lady appeared in a maids gown. She bent down too and rubbed Emilia's tummy. "I'm the cook" she smiled at me shyly causing wrinkles to come in tact above her lips. "I hope you enjoy your stay here Gracie, your room is up the stairs and go down the left hallway and is the last room on the right . " she pointed up the large staircase on the left side of the huge room. I thanked her with a smile and started heading up the stairs as another gentleman took the elevator with all my suitcases in it. After a few minutes of getting lost, and eventually getting directions I finally found my room .

"Woahhh" I breathed out as I turned on the lights and a huge bedroom folded out in front of me . The guy who had brought my suitcases placed them on my new room floor, and I thanked him with a piece of gum since all my money was on one credit card my mom gave me to come here with. There was a huge bed , fit for a queen. Oh that explains a lot , I'm coming here. Duh.
(Wink wink) with lots of pillows and blankets neatly spread out. In the right corner there was a big bathroom with a shower and a jacuzzi. A JACUZZI! How rich are these people ? And finally the last thing I fell in love with was the walk in closet, which I still needed to explore.

To open the closet doors I had to press a button on the right side of the door. The doors automatically opened and turned the lights on to reveal a huge closet assorted with dresses, shorts, skirts, tops, and a whole wall filled with shoes. Oh my god, is this heaven? I ran into it and jumped onto the comfy black couch in te middle of it all.
I can defiantly get used to this.

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