A. Not the life

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"I Am Kenisha Ylleon Levign"

I spat when a guy asked me. I am currently here at the Le gresh,my last stop at bar hopping.I am 17 but I dont look like one.

I sip my vodka and again,ignores the guy beside me. I get used to it when men asks my name. Not new to me. I stared at the stage when the mic budge. I saw a man standing there while holding the mic. I can see his facial expression and its cold like ice.

Hes gonna sing I bet.

"I dedicate this song to the woman who broke my heart" he said coldly. I just stared and waited for him to start.No expression written in my face. I just hold dearly to my glass and crossed my leg and listen to him as he started to sing whatever that song is. The band behind his back plays the tune.

After a couple of seconds I got bored , i drank my vodka straight up. And i got up. I started walking to the main door for me to go out. Its past 11 already ,I need to sneak up in my room. I bet my the people in the house are looking for me. Tsk.

The bouncer opened the door for me. But I heared someone shouted.

"Ylleon!"

I was stuck for a moment. Fuck. I should get out of here as fast as I can.

But its too late. He grabs my hand.

"What?!" I asked ,irritated. I just rolled my eyes heavenwards. This damn butler of mine is annoying. I just escaped from him earlier,and yet he found me. I am so dead. I bet mom and dad would punish me if they find out about this.

"Were going home my lady." he said calmly. I know that he's so full of my attitude. But well its his job to follow me around.

I just shrugged my shoulder.

"Okay"

I'm at the backseat of the car and currently watching the streets as the car passes by. I let out a deep sigh. I am not the bad guy here really. Its just that my mom and dad are overprotective that they would gladly oblige to lock me up my room. But ofcourse they wont do that, I just warned them that if they will Im gonna go berserk. I know that they wont like it.

I can see the high sturdy gate already. Sigh. Now im back to this little world,thats what i call.

"Were here mylady. Sir Edward is waiting for you at the living room"

A man opened the door for me and I slowly walk inside in this mansion. It doesnt seem lively thats why I hate it.

Dad is sitting there at the sofa with his glasses on. Hes a holding a book. I decided to check my wristwatch and its almost past 12. I am so dead.

" Uh.."

I just cant say a word.

Dad looked at me and closes his book.

"Where have you been young lady?"

Dad ask calmly. Ive been a bad girl. But not my entire fault.

"Im tired ,sir. Just continue your preaching tommorow."

I coldly said.

And I started walking to the grand staircase.

"Im not yet starting Kenisha Ylleon! Get back here!"

He shouted but I ignore it.

I ran to my room.

And I felt like crying.

This is not the life I wanted!

I am not this country's princess!

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