My life after my fathers death hasn't been the same. Everything has changed.
I still see my friends but my life at home has changed for the worst. Fibi fired the maids and made me clean the house all the time. She said that somebody has to make sure that this house is clean and said that she didn't trust the maid service. She would say that they steal from her even though I know they would never do that. First of all, because I know them since I was born. Second of all, who would steal from her.
She has the weirdest fashion style. She's always in a robe and acts like she's a queen. She also wants to be treated like one. Talk about a big ego. She talks like she's the most important person in the world and there are times where I would just love to shut her up.
Since she fired the maid service I've been feeling lonely. They were my friends in this house. I can talk to them and ask them questions. They were like family to me but now I'm all alone.
After my father passed away they read his last Will. He had left money for me to go to Harvard. He ad also left me other things and the rest was for her beloved Fibi. But since I am still underage she has control of all my things. She has all the money that belongs to me but she doesn't know that I take some of the money from time to time. Well only when I need it.
I have two lives now. The nice young girl who always obeys Fibi''s orders. Goes from school to the house and start to clean up to make her happy. She thinks that she knows my every move but I doubt it.
Lexi has a part of my wardrobe that I use every time I go to her house and out for parties. She's a Fashionista and a great make up artist. To make sure that nobody can recognize me when we go to parties, just incase somebody sees me and goes off and tells Fibi, she does my make up, gives me color contacts and changes the color of my hair, gives me a wig, or uses extensions to make me look different.
The reason we do this is because Fibi has no idea that I do this. If she finds out, she will never let me leave the house. We always use the excuse that we're working on a project for school or a friend is sick. If I asked her if I could go out to parties she would never let me go.
When we do go to parties I am known as AJ. It's my initials but I don't think people would be able to put it al together and realize that its me.
We usually go to parties and to clubs too. The first time I went to a club was when I turned 15 last year. There's not many clubs that would let 15 year olds into a club but that's Mia has an uncle who owns one so we are always welcomed. His club allows both teenagers and adults.
On Fridays the club is opened for teenagers only. He may own the bar but he still cares for our safety and he knows that having the club open for both teenagers and adults is not a good idea. Especially if the adults get drunk which they do all the time.
Within a couple of months that I have been in the club I have made a name for myself. Even after my fathers death I couldn't stop dancing. Dancing to me is like being able to breath and stay alive. I can't last a week without it.
We began by just dancing around with our friends and with other great dancers. One day a boy came up to Arianna and asked her to dance. He seemed pretty cool at first but it turns out that he had a girlfriend. She happened to be at the club at the same time and thought that Arianna was trying to steal her boyfriend. This is when it all started.
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