The New Life

Chapter 3

Summer's POV

I am woken up by a buzzing sound. I look around, trying to figure out where I am, and then I realize I'm home. I rub my eyes and search for my phone.

"Hello." I answered.

"So how is it!" My mom shouted into the phone.

I jumped and laughed. "Honestly, I don't know yet, were meeting with dad in a bit for dinner."

"Ok sweetie, I miss you already."

I smiled, "I miss you too."

"Well text me later, love you." My mom said.

"Love you to, bye."

I sniffled and hung up the phone. Time to start getting ready.

I plugged up my phone and say it down on the bedside table. Then I walked into my massive luxurious closet.

There was a knock on my door and I wiped my eyes hoping it wasn't Caitlyn or Kaleb. I go to open it and see a man that's about my height.

"Hi Ms. Cole, I'm Nick... Your personal stylist. What mood are you going for today? Maybe jeans and a cute top."

I have a personal stylist why? Although I did like his style and mood. Maybe he could come in handy.

"Just call me Summer, it's ok."

He smiled. "So how about these light washed ripped jeans, this white polo, and these white huaraches? We'll straighten the hair and put it in a large high bun."

I nodded in satisfaction. "What makeup would you like?" Nick asked.

"Just mascara and lipgloss." I answered.

He nodded. "Let's get started."

We finish getting ready and Nick completes my outfit with a blue Chanel bag. "Thanks."

I begin walking downstairs after grabbing my phone.

"Dad?" I'm looking at a man who is very fit and tall, which creepily looks just like me.

My dad nods and comes up to me while wrapping his hands around me.

"I'm so happy to finally meet you Summer. Are you ready?" He asked, I nodded.

"Where are we going to eat?" I ask.

"It's your choice."

"Are you okay with Chinese food?" He nods. "I love Chinese food actually."

I smiled in awe. "Really me too!"

My dad chuckles and starts walking out to my car. I grab my keys and follow behind him. I love my car, it's everything I could ask for. After we ate we went to the pier and played games and rode a few rides.

"So how do you like it so far?" My dad asked while we were eating our cotton candy.

"I don't know, it's like I'm starting new... But I'm good now, it's all just a large adjustment and change for me after living a certain way in a certain place for seventeen years." I explained.

We sat at a table on the pier and looked over at the sunset.

"So tell me about yourself. Like what's your favorite color, the basics."

I laughed. "Well my birthday is August 14th, 1999. My favorite color... Purple. I don't know, ask me stuff."

"I don't know, I'm sure I'll figure you out really easily. Let's go home it's getting late and you have school tomorrow."