Chapter 1: He's a white version of Hulk
Barbara's P.O.V.
I opened my eyes to see my room. I was pretty sure that I fell asleep on my sister's studio. Yeah my sister is Rachel Dawson, the superstar, and yes my mother is Anne Dawson the Victoria's Secret Angel and yes my dad is Harry Dawson the famous actor.
Hi, my name is Barbara Dawson. Yep I know you don't know me, but that is a very good thing, I like this, my family is famous I'm not, and that is the only thing in my life that I don't want to change. Since I was born that everyone thinks that I was adopted. I mean they are a bit retarded, but then, since when paparazzi aren't retarded, they make a stupid story from everything! I was just a normal baby, but for them I was good material for a crazy story. I'm from this family, unfortunately, I'm just a little bit different from them, and that doesn't mean I am adopted! But whatever... It passed 16 years and they still forget about me when they talk about 'The Dawson's family'. And I love it! I can live a normal life and I don't need to be locked at home because of some crazy fans.
Well my life isn't like all the teenagers' ones, my dad thinks that I shouldn't go to school, and well it's not that I don't like the fact that I don't have to go to school, but I would love to meet new people. But I still have school. At home. It's very good, do you imagine what it's like to go to school in your comfy and warm pajamas? Well it's awesome! I do that all the time. But that isn't the only good thing in school at home, the teacher is so hot! Okay he is like 28 and I know he is too old for me, but he is amazing, I love the way he is always making jokes about my sister, is just amazing! I don't hate her but it's pretty funny when my teacher starts to make little parodies with her songs. But whatever. The rest of my days are spent at home studying, or at the beach surfing and taking photos of everything. Sometimes I go to Carly's house, she is pretty funny and then she is the most beautiful person ever. I know Carly since I was 10 years old, I met her when my grandma was at the hospital and... yeah we just clicked. Carly looks like me, she has long brown hair and shinny brown eyes, she is just amazing. In fact after my grandma died she became the only person that I truly can trust. I can tell her everything.
I looked to my phone. It was 10 am. Wow I was really tired, I think I slept almost 12 hours! But whatever is Sunday. I got up and went to my bathroom, I was normal, my hair was straight as always , I really hate not having curled hair! I mean curled hair is so much better! And once again I'm the only one having straight hair so everyone thinks that I'm not part of this family. I was with a tired look, nothing that a bath doesn't solve.
After my good shower I dried my hair and walked till my closet. I think this is the only thing I like about my famous family. Money. And money means clothes. And clothes mean a happy me! With this I don't mean that I just care about money, but sometimes I think is the only thing that can make me happy. I was going to spend the day at home, it's cold outside, and I don't really like snow and all those winter things. I putted on my black and white aztec print leggings and my batman sweatshirt. The clothes were hot and very very comfy, everything that I needed for a good day at home doing nothing. I was really relaxed and I just wanted to go back to sleep, but I had to do some things today, I can't just sleep all day, even knowing that that would be really good. I putted on my boondockers black boots and got downstairs. As usually no one was at home, well no one except from Marie. Marie is our maid and I really love her, she is very funny and is the only person at home when I need.
"Hello Marie" I said getting in the kitchen smiling.
"Hello Barbara, your parents and Rachel let some notes for you" Marie responded "Do you want me to do your breakfast?"
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