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'Sleep is for the rich'.

La'Kyrie In Media .

|La'Kyrie|

"Krrryyyiieee!"

I heard the sound of my nick name being dragged out. I opened my bedroom door where I was currently picking out my clothes for school. I walked down the long hallway looking at my baby pictures on the wall. I was a small baby with a head full of curly dark brown hair and the prettiest chocolate brown skin.

"La'Kyrie!"

The voice called yet again. The added bass drew my attention away from my baby pictures. I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

"I'm coming. Hold on." I replied.

I sighed as I reached the white wrap around staircase with an all gold banister. I walked down the stairs until I got far enough to see my mother. She was standing at the bottom with her hand on her hip.

"Are you having Jason, take you or are you driving yourself?" she asked.

Jason, is my personal chauffeur. I tilted my head to the side while thinking.

"I'll drive myself." I said .

She nodded before walking away. I came down the rest of the stairs and followed behind her. Her hips swayed in front of me. My mother isn't thick or small. She's right in between and I inherited her shape also. I took a seat at our island in the kitchen.

"Your outfit is beautiful mom." I said complimenting her.

She smiled while doing a three sixty spin. Her body looked amazing in the two piece all white crop top and matching long skirt.

"Thank you loves. Now what do you want for breakfast since Charles, is on vacation." she spoke.

"Um blueberry pancakes and sausage please." I said.

She nodded and I stood up leaving out of the kitchen. Charles, as you can guess is our chef who is currently on vacation for two weeks. I walked back through the living room and up the stairs. After climbing the last step I walked down the hall to my room.

On my bed laid my matching black bra and underwear set. I went into my walk in closet which was about the size of a studio apartment. I turned on the light wondering what to wear today.

I don't have a boyfriend to impress but I still always have to look my best. It's a must. I looked through all the racks of clothes still not knowing what to wear. I walked around the closet brushing the fabrics with my hand.

All my clothes are organized by designer. I just didn't know which designer I wanted to wear today. I guess I'll settle on Ferragamo. I walked to the back of my closet and to the left.

Above all my clothes Ferragamo was painted in gold letters. I skimmed through the clothes. I'm looking for a outfit appropriate for the weather today. I took a black and white plaid shirt dress off a hanger.

I chose to accessorize with a black belt that had the Ferragamo symbol on the front in silver. I walked out and went back to my bed laying the dress on it. I went into my other closet. It was right next to the closet I just came out of but not as big. It's about half the size of a studio apartment. I walked in and turned on the light.

I smiled looking at all of my shoes. I walked to the back and just like the other closet all my Ferragamo shoes were in one section. I grabbed a pair of all black pumps with a bow on the on the back of the heel. I carried the soft velvet shoes to my bed before setting them down.

Once arranging all my clothes in order I stripped from the Gucci silk pajamas I had wore to bed. I walked into my bathroom and turned on my shower setting the temperature to high.

After stripping out of my bra and underwear I stepped in. I sighed as I took in the hot droplets on my skin. I pressed a button and soon all six jets were hitting my body from different angles. I almost melted enjoying the feeling so much. Everybody should start the morning off like this.

After finishing I stepped out wrapping a plush towel around me. I brushed my teeth and washed my face before leaving out the bathroom. I sat on my bed and lotioned with a thousand wishes from bath and body works. I finished running my hands over my now smooth skin.

I put on my bra and underwear before slipping on my dress. I carefully slid on my heels and put my belt on around my waist. I accessorized with silver jewelry and sprayed on perfume.

I walked to the far left of my room and sat down at my vanity. The mirror was decorated in rectangular lights that lit up when turned on. I skillfully applied my black eyeliner and mascara. I settled for lipgloss today instead of lipstick. Since my hair was already straightened from my hair appoitment yesterday I didn't do much.

I parted my hair making my bangs fall to the right side of my face but not in my eyes. I stood up and my straightened hair flowed slightly passed my shoulders. I made my way downstairs assuming my mother was done with breakfast.

I walked through the kitchen and the smell of food filled my nostrils. There was a plate waiting on the bar. I climbed onto the bar stool and sat down. I looked next to the steaming plate to see a fresh caramel frappe with extra whip cream next to it.

I looked around the kitchen for my mother to thank her. Just as I was about to call for her a piece of paper caught my attention. I picked it up and saw neat calligraphy in red ink.

I scanned over it briefly. My mom had left to her job and told me to enjoy the breakfast and have a good day. Well so much for thanking her. I began eating taking slow and proper bites.

I knew what I was doing but wouldn't admit to it. I was taking my dear sweet time to finish my breakfast. I absolutely hate school. I don't see the need in it when we're rich honestly. However my parents push education on me saying they wouldn't be here without it.

I still hate it though. Finally finishing my breakfast I left my plate on the bar. Our maid Rosie, should be arriving shortly after I leave. I walked into the foyer and grabbed my all black Ferragamo leather strap backpack.

I sighed as I walked out of the door and into our four car garage. We had another more similar to this one but all my cars were in this one. I settled on my matte black Ferarri. I grabbed the keys off a hook and unlocked my baby.

I got in and started it up loving the purr of the engine. I backed out and drove down the long driveway. As I approached the end of the driveway two security guard's waved at me from the security booth.

I gave them a small smile and waited as they opened the gate. Once I made it through I turned on my radio and zoomed down the street. I turned it up upon hearing my favorite part.

"When I'm licking and grillin' you know she love that. Call her semi automatic, cause she bust back. And it's time she my now and later. She be beggin' me to annihilate her.

When it's over she'll need the undertaker, killed that. Your body's shakin' girl, I feel that. It's mine forever, we grind together. And when you put them slugs in, we even shine together" . Gold Slugs X Dj Khaled Ft. August Alsina, Chris Brown, & Fetty Wap.

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