I am a wealthy girl who is just trying to make it in the world. My family is some kind of joke, my mother is a model and my dad is never home because he is too busy trying to run the city.
For my whole life I have always been in love with my best f...
Jason left early in the morning to avoid getting caught by my dad and his parents.
Its currently 6:04 and I am trying my hardest to just stay in bed, but I know I can't. I have to go to school, but I just don't know if I will be able to handle it. Lydia just texted me saying she wasn't going to be at school until fifth period because she forgot she had a doctors appointment.
Great! Now I'm going to have to go to school by myself and face my fears alone. I finally pull myself out of bed and walk to my bathroom and wash my face and brush my teeth. I turn on my straightener and pull my hair down from the crappy bun I have it up in. While my straightener is heating up I go into my closet and pick out an outfit for school.
I'm trying to be modest and not drawl a lot of attention to myself, but its kinda hard when everyone knows you sense your the mayor's daughter. I grab a pair of leggings and a oversized sweater that I make sure covers my butt.
I walk over to my scarfs and pick out a maroon scarf and then I walk across my room to get my feather dangly necklace off my jewelry stand. I set them on my bed and walk back into the bathroom. I try to brush out my hair but its literally a one big rats nest. I turn off my straightener and decided to put it back up into a bun.
I put some concealer under my eyes to cover the dark circles I got from crying and add some mascara to open up my eyes. I pick out a light pink lip gloss and put it on.
I put on my scarf and necklace and walk over to my shoe wall and get my brown combat boots out and then I grab a pair of socks from my drawer. I put them on then my shoes.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I sit on my bed. I just take deep breaths. In through the nose, out through the mouth. Trying to clear my head from all the worries I have. I will be okay. I just need to put on a strong face and not show that what Brian did to me, tore me down. I need to let him know that he can not downgrade me.
I take one more breath and then stand up and look at myself in the mirror. I force a smile. I turn around grabbing my back pack from my desk and my purse from my closet. I make sure I have my phone and then I exit my room. Closing the door behind me.
I walk down stairs and go into the kitchen because I smell a wonderful scent. It a mix of cinnamon and fresh fruit. I stop dead in my tracks. Ashton is actually cooking! I drop my jaw.
"Ashton, what are you doing?"
"I'm cooking. Clean out your eyes and maybe you'd see that." Ashton continues to put the pancake batter on the grittle.
"It smells wonderful! What exactly are you making?"
Ashton turns around and hands me a plate. "Brown cinnamon and sugar pancakes. I have been at it all night. I even went out last night and got the supplies and restocked the pantry."
