Samantha's p.o.v.
I sat up and slammed my hand down on the blaring alarm clock, shutting it off. I pushed my ball of frizz from my face and looked at the time.
5:30 am
The sunrise climbed through my blinds and streamed on my bed in streaks. I smiled contentedly and sighed. I turned to my beats pill and pressed play and my morning song started blasting in my room. "No" by Meghan Trainor, and i started humming to the tune while doing my morning routine.
"I think its so cute, and I think its so sweet
How you let your friends encourage you to try and talk to me"
Brushing my teeth and swinging my hips to the beat while smiling foam into my bathroom mirror like a silly kid.
"But let me stop you there before you speak
No, to tha I to tha no no no"
The beads of my overhead shower tap flowed over me as I cleansed myself for the day to come. I got out and dried off, tossing my slightly wet hair up into a messy bun walking into my closet.
I put on black lingerie and white collared short sleeved blouse and tucked into my red pencil skirt and added a cute peach belt along with my red pumps that fade into peach at my heals.
I added light smokey eye make up and red lip gloss. I piped up as the door opened.
"Ms. Riley, the limo and breakfast awaits you downstairs mam." My personal maid Rosa informed me from outside my door. I thanked her and stalked down the spiral stairs behind her. My smile stretched as I saw my fruit bowl stacked and wrapped with cling wrap.
"Thank you Rosalina, remember I won't be home early today. I have that fundraising for the charity," rolling my eyes at the cliché thought. Of course they would ask me to support, I am rich and successful.
Note the sarcasm, I beg of you.
I blew Rosa a kiss as I gathered my stuff and strutted through the open mahogany doors and down the down the front steps. I waved as Rosa wished on me a good day and I disappeared in the waiting stretch limo.
"Good morning madam Riley," my chauffeur said as I got in, "did you by chance leave anything inside ?" he asked teasingly as he passed my fruit bowl to me, his graying eyebrows raised in a humored arch. I quickly took it, slightly embarrassed, as he belted out a laugh and took off down the drive way.
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