The Game Without Rules

Chapter One

Yes I have started another book but that doesn't mean that I've given up on TMD it's just that I've worked on this story for the longest time so I will upload a chapter soon on TMD and take it off hold. So besides all that I hope you guys love this but and please I would really appreciate the comment and votes.

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If you do I will find you........JK (not really).

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                           PART I

So before you start to reading this story I want to warn you that this book could go either way. You could either love it and it could be a real eye opener or you could hate how brutally honest and vindictive it truly is. Something to agree though it is life. Real life, and in real life almost all the time there are no happy endings like it or not.
I can say that when you read this book you can relate to the character even if this isn't actually how your life is per say. In the past, present or near future we will all experience heartbreak. Whether if it's a relative dying or falling in or out love. Or the heartbreaking truth of watching the person your infatuated with fall for someone that isn't you.

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The sound of my alarm clock alerts me that it's time to get ready for another day at the asylum also known as school. The Westford Academy is home of the most arrogant and wealthy teens in New York and maybe the country. The only thing that matters at this school is wealth, popularity and sex. The last at which I know nothing about. I'm no Virgin Mary or anything I have fun, a lot of fun. I just don't want to give up my flower to some guy who will be gone before the sun comes up. I want to be in love. That's inevitable.

It's a quarter till school starts and I am standing in front of my full length mirror evaluating my school uniform. A white blouse clinging slightly tight to my chest, navy sweater hanging lazily across my shoulders and a long plaid skirt ending at my knees. Rolling my eyes I grab ahold of my bag making my way to the car awaiting me presence downstairs.

Outside my driver awaits to take me to school and I oblige non the less when he opens my door in routine. He doesn't speak unless spoken to.

Summer is just around the corner and I'll finally be on a jet to England to attend Oxford University. Truthfully I am counting the days till I get away from the retched elite circle that lies within Manhattan. The parties are exhausting and the boys are boys. I'm not fond of all the boys here.

12 more days are left until that school bell rings the last time for me.

Instantly I am snapped out of my thoughts as the car door is being opened for me revealing Anastasia as she stands next to the driver with a cigarette between her fingers. I smile widely and rise from the inside of the limo. Looping her arm through mine we start to walk towards the school at casual pace before she starts to talk.

"My god Evie your driver was seriously eye fucking me. It was so painfully awkward that I was this close," She motions with her index finger and thumb. "To burning my cigarette in his eye."

"Well I'm glad you didn't and plus I think he was more scolding than anything considering your cigarette was in his face along with smoke that comes with it."

"Oh so someone's been taking their smartass pills today. Daddy would be so proud." She smiles.

I chuckle at what I think is a jab towards me since she knows that my dad barely comes around and when he does he's always at a meeting or in his office (which even the hall leading to the office is off limits).My sister is in LA working at some law firm which she claims to leave quite soon so she could be closer to me, but I learned to entertain myself with studying and books unless I'm into some kind of non life threating situation with Anastasia Martin