The BadBoys Princess

Chapter 1 || Last week..

Picture at the top is Laylani 👑

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I turn around to turn my alarm clock off. I stretch and yawn. I wait a minute for my eyes to adjust and I get out of bed.

Well I should introduce myself,
My name is Laylani Georgia, I am currently 17 years of age and live in Chicago and will be living in New York by next week. My hobbies include reading, drawing, skating on my skateboard and making music, preferably trap or house music. I'm not very girly, but will dress up when I feel like it. I take interest in the designing industry journalism and remixing mainstream music. I wouldn't say I'm a nerd but I am a bit of a geek aha..
I am popular but I chose to isolate myself from large crowds. I hate attention and being put on the spot. I'm sassy and wouldn't mind putting someone back in there place. I can be a bitch (excuse my language) but I'm generally nice, easy going and chilled.

Anyway, as I get out of bed I head to my ensuite and take a shower. I wash my hair with coconut shampoo,  scrub my body with strawberry body wash and brush my teeth with spearmint toothpaste. (sorry to be specific) I get out of the shower and dry myself.

Today I'm feeling calm and lazy so why not keep my hair out and straighten it. I do so and then walk into my walk-in-robe. I scavenge through my closet, I find a pair of army green ripped jeans that come up to my shins, I then put on my white shirt that says fashion fades, I chuck over a Nike windrunner jacket and my black leather vans. I apply minimal makeup and grab my stüssy backpack. I head downstairs and walked into the kitchen, grab an apple and walk out to my car. My car is a Mercedes Benz G-Class in matte black, I called her Macie, don't question. I got in and switch on the ignition, she roared to life and I drove down my driveway.

People say I'm rich but in all honesty I'm not, my mother isn't poor or rich.. But don't ask where I got the money to buy myself a Merc, that's another story to tell another day. I do have a job, I work at two places, Nike and a diner on the west side of town. I work after school at the diner and Nike on the weekends but this will change when I move to NY.

I roll into the school gates and park my car behind the hall where the assigned parks are. I did happen to get myself a assigned park because I didn't want people taking pics or ogling over my car since it is a Merc. I parked my car and got out, locked it and walked into the building. I have 10 minutes until the bell goes, I guess I should notify my teachers and the office ladies that this is my last week before I move to NY.

As I walk down the halls people here and there say hi, as do I. See, I may be popular but I don't like people, doesn't make sense but it works for me. I do have a slim figure and I'm happy that I do, but I would never try to show off my curves by wearing 1-inch skirts and short tops, 6-inch heals with my hair in high pony tails. I would rather hide my body beneath clothing.

As I'm heading to my first class I drop by the office to notify the office ladies about my move this weekend.
"Morning Debb and Charli" I say.
"Good morning to you too Laylani" they chirp in unison. I chuckled.
"So to my devastation, this is my last week, could you please let Mr Simone aware please ?" I said.
"Awww no, you've only got a few months until graduation ? But yes of course we will notify Sir" they pouted. I gave them a sad smile and said, "Thankyou ladies" I waved and turned around. I headed to class, first up I have Chemistry and Geography.

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My first two classes went by quickly and I've tolled both teachers about my departure. They were both surprisingly genuinely upset about it. I put my books back into my bag and I walk to the tree I sit at, at lunchtime. Usually I'll be making new music on my MacBook but not today, I'll got to the library to read since I'm not up for dealing with my subscribers on my website. My website is just me making new music and hopefully being noticed so that I can further my passion for making music.

As I walk into the library my phone vibrates in my pocket. Quickly I take it out of my pocket, it's a message from my mom ;

'Hey Hun, I'll be home early this arvo. I'll bring home Sushi and Sumo Salad ;*

Love, Mom'

I mentally squealed in joy and smiled. I didn't need to reply to this so I left it as read.

I find a seat in the corner of the library, passing by heated makeout sessions, computer gamers, silent readers and the students that are studying. As I sit down my phone starts to ring. I check the caller ID and it belongs to my brother Mateo. I decide to answer this since I haven't spoken to him since last Friday and today is Monday.
"Hey, What's up ?" I said
"Hey, do you know what school you'll be going to when you move to New York ?" He questioned.
"I'm going to New York Central, whys that ?" I said curiously and raised and eyebrow.
"Aahh.. No reason, actually, yeah, never mind.." He trailed off. He's never acted like this unless he's protective or concerned. Which one will it be ?
"Mateo" I said sternly.
"Mmmh.." He mumbled.
"What is it ?" I asked seriously.
"Nothing" he said bluntly, okay this is annoying me.
"Mateo, What.Is.It." I asked
"I'll talk about it later, I'll call you tonight" he said.
"Whatever" I scoffed
"Love ya sis, talk later" he said
"Love ya too" I said and hung up before he could. I won't let this get to me too much. He'll call tonight so I shouldn't worry...
Ugh, I can't do that, I'll...I'll, I don't know. Oh well. Let's just get through the rest of the day.

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First Chapter done !!!!

So what do you think ? Did I do alright ?
Is it good enough ?

AAANNNYYWAAAYYYSSSS !!! I'll update when I can, please don't get upset if I don't update frequently 😬🙄

Since this is my first book I'll be sure to update asap ! 😄

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