-2 weeks later-
Brice POV
Word had spread already that the presidents daughter was doing some charity work in England when in reality I knew my parents sent me here with Khalil to keep me away from Don and also to protect their precious reputations.I wasnt recognized in London;mainly cause no one even in the US knew about my new look and its been 4 months since I got it done. I was just glad that Claire didnt know. It was nice being normal and not having people down your throat cause you were "famous".
Claire and I had gotten really close over the course of the past two weeks. Id go to her house a lot and she showed me around her high school. I told her I was home schooled when she asked. Claire and I knew almost everything about each other and I even met her sister who was actually a year older than me since it turned out Claire was my age.
The three of us I should say were getting really close but Claire and I were even closer. I was currently sitting on Claire's balcony with her as we listened to music and smoked some cigarettes.
"Oh my gosh you have guys breaking into your house." I say sitting up and she looks over the balcony to see about 4 to 5 guys coming through the gates and going to her pool.
"Oh relax its ok. They are just some guys my dad signed to the label so we all hang out but once in a while they come over to use the pool." She explains sitting back again and I do the same.
"You're dads a producer?"
"Yea, you didnt know?"
"No. I've only met your mom." I say as I take out another cigarette and light it.
"Yea hes a busy man." She laughs; taking a drag of her cigarette.
"Shit. This is my last one." I mumble
""Just buy more." She shrugs
"Im under age."
She laughs,"Good thing I wont have that problem after tomorrow. You're still gonna come early to help me set uo right?"
"Of course. Anything to get out of the house."
Shit.
"Speaking of that, when Am I finally gonna get to come over?" She asks turning to face me in her seat and I mentally curse myself out for even saying that.
"I told you, my place is a dump and the people I live with are complete asses."
"Well ok." She sighs sitting back as Her older sister Kira comes out.
"Ugh you guys are smoking. Seriously." She complains as she covers her nose.
"Aye dont knock it till you try it miss goody two shoes." Claire mocks
"Whatever. So are we all still up for getting our hair done tomorrow cause I gotta call to set up the appointment." Kira states, taling out her phone.
"Yea, make it early cause we have to get a lot of shit done." Claire states
"Wait I dont know where the hair shop is?" I state confused as I look at them.
They glance at each other and burst into laughter, "Just come to my house, then you wont have to worry about going there." Claire explains
"AYE CLAIRE..YOU GONNA SHARE!" One of the guys calls from under us and Claire smirks.
"ONLY IF YOU'RE GONNA PAY ME."
"AWW DONT DO ME LIKE THAT. AYE HOW BOUT YOU CLAIRES SEXY FRIEND."
I look at Claire who shrugs and I smirk, "IM SORRY AM I SUPPOSE TO KNOW WHO YOU ARE. HAVE YOU RELEASED ANYTHING YET."
"YEA LIKE TWO YEARS AGO." He shrugs
"WOOPS." I shrug before taking a drag of my cigarette as all the guys say "Ooooo, damn man"
"You showed him." Claire smirks and I roll my eyes, smiling.
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I walk down the long hall and greet a servant before making my way to my room but not before Im stopped...by the queen."Brice you're back!"
"Yea I was just hanging out with some friends." I say turning to face her.
"You've been out a lot lately. Havent been around Anisa for a while and Im worried." She states sincerely.
"Dont worry, my lady Im fine. I just made some new friends that I really connect with." I shrug.
I really didnt want to do this right now.
"Oh..well ok. Just be safe." She says and I nod before turning around to my room.
"Oh and Brice." She calls and I stop.
"Yes my lady."
"Theres a ball tomorrow night. Maybe you can invite your friends. But we have ballroom rehearsal in the dining room so get in a dress and be down in a few." She orders and I sigh.
"Of course my lady."
I walk into my room and bend down under my bed to grab the box. Standing up, the door opens and Anisa walks in just as I put the box behind my back.
"What are you hiding?" She asks suspiciously
"Nothing." I shrug as she walks towards me and I back up.
"If you dont show me, ill call my mother in here." She says crossing her arms and smirking.
"Oh please you're gonna become that type of bitch. Its just a box." I say showing her and opening it for her to see theres nothing...for me to see that theres nothing.
"Why were you hiding it then."she asks
"I dont know. Just still jumpy about Don." I lie.
She rolls her eyes, "Of course. Everything goes back to him."
"Ok no one told you to come into my room and start a conversation so you can see yourself out."
"I just came here to see if you liked the dress but whatever. " she snaps walking out and it was then that I noticed the red ball gown that lay on my bed.
Definitely one of the prettiest ball gowns Ive ever encountered. I sigh and look back down at the box in hand before just throwing it out.
I go and shower and when I come out of the bathroom to grab my soap, I notice a small box on my dresser. I look around the large room in confusion before walking towards the box and opening it. Inside were 5 pens. They looked weird though. I picked one up and it sort of looked like a straw or something.
I placed my mouth on it and pressed a small button as vapor went into my mouth. I quickly took the pen out of my mouth and blew out the smoke. This shit felt ten times better than a cigarette. I looked around my room again before stuffing the pen back in the box and pushing it under my bed.
Smirking, I walked into the bathroom.
YOU ARE READING
My Ride Or Die
Short StoryBrice Brooks is a spoiled, preppy, yet beyond beautiful rich girl. Her father; Henry Brooks; is the president of the United States. Brice gets anything and everything she wants. Now I know you probably think shes a bitch but...shes not...at least no...