"That's the way, Elle!" they say.
"You're doing great, Elle!" those words.
"You're so pretty, Elle!" they compliment me.
"I don't like that Elle! She thinks she's cute just because she's a model!" they say.
I hate myself for being born with this face, body, my everything. Everyone hates me. Everyone gets jealous of me. The say I think I'm pretty, but it's not true. If only I was just born an ordinary person, then I'll be good.
Chapter 1- A New Person
*ELLE'S POV*
I am Elle Collins, a rich, popular and young model. I am 17, in my second year of high school. I was enrolled in a popular, expensive, big and fine school. I am a loner. One with no true friends. And I have a wish. I want to be... an ordinary girl.
Each night, I pray to God, saying, "God, please make me a normal person."
I have been a model since I was 11. And somehow, I noticed that everyone suddenly started to hate me, avoid me, and talk about me. There, I have now seen the world as something cheap, dirty and filthy.
"I'm home." I say to my Mom as soon as I arrived at home.
"Welcome home, dear.Please go to our Grand Garden, you have someone waiting for you."
"Let me guess. Richard?" I guessed, acting as if I'm very sure.
"Oh, wow! My daughter's so brilliant! She guessed it! Did you miss him?" She complimented me.
Richard Hemsworth, my fiancé. He's a rich, popular, handsome, but he's a big flirt. And I don't love him.
I came to my room to change my school uniform. I wore a floral dress three inches above the knees. I partnered the dress with loose hair with all of it on the right side and a lace braid on the left side, natural-looking makeup and a pair of four-inch open heels with some cute fake flowers. I wore our engagement ring on my left hand's ring finger and a cute heart bracelet on my right hand. He was sitting in our garden, flirting with Maria, my Spanish adopted sister. I was never close with Maria and we fought a lot
When Richard saw me walking towards his direction, he gave Maria a kiss on the cheek and told her that she should go now.
Richard and I never kissed. I mean, I wouldn't even want to. He's a big flirt, and I only want to kiss the guy I really love.
He thought I didn't see anything. He thinks I just saw him drinking some tea while waiting for me. Wow, the maids already prepared some top-quality chocolate croissants and some high-quality petit cakes. He acted as if he just saw me right now. He looked at me from head to toe. And a smile appeared on his face.
'You can't fool me, Hemsworth! I thought to myself.
"You look great, Elle!" He compliments me.
'What a flirt.' I thought to myself.
"Thank you, Richard." I thanked him.
"As expected of my beautiful fiancée." He said as he winked and makes himself look handsome
I fake-smiled and said "I missed you!"
"Why, dear, me, too!
This guy really gets on my nerves.
I sat on my chair and crossed my legs, right over left, smiled, then looked at him as if I was hypnotized by his handsomeness.
"Let's eat, Elle, my dear." He says as he take the serving fork to get some chocolate croissants and takes one petit moist chocolate-vanilla marble cake.
I just nodded and took one chocolate croissant and one petit strawberry cheesecake.
"Say, Elle, we didn't meet these past few weeks, huh?"
Doesn't he like that? I sure did like it. He got to flirt with a lot of other girls without me knowing. I don't really care.
"Yep. That's why I missed you so much! I lied as I fake-smiled.
He acted as if he looked dazzled. "Really? I missed you too, Elle." He said as he gently touched my face and leaned his face closer to mine.
We talked a lot and already spend dinner together in the garden. We ate some steak for dinner.
A few hours passed and it was already eight in the evening.
Richard noticed the time and said, "Elle, dear, it's time, my love. I need to get going now." He then touched my face gently.
I replied with a "It's okay. I had a lot of fun.". But, to be honest, I was thinking 'I don't really care, it's actually better of you go. Today sure is a bad day.'. Haha. I'm mean, I know.
He stood up and walked towards his limousine. I already saw a girl clinging to his right arm.
I saw my nanny, Louise, come in our garden. "What a flirt, right, Louise?' I whispered to her.
Louise is a 25- year old French-American woman. She is very beautiful, kind and warm. She's my only friend. I treat her as my best friend and real sister.
"Sure is, Elle. Hahaha." She replied and laughed.
"Right?" I smiled then laughed.
"Elle, it's already 8:15 in the evening. Would you like me to prepare a hot bath for you?"
"Sure! Thanks, Louise. I'll be in my room waiting."
We both have gone to my room. I lied on my bed to rest a little. Louise came to my bathroom to prepare a hot bath in my bathtub. It took her thirty minutes to finish preparing. That's weird, she usually just takes five to seven minutes. Well, I might just as well take a bath.
"Elle, the bath is ready."
"Thank you, Louise. Took you longer than before. Did you prepare some surprise there for me?" I said teasing.
"Yes, Elle. I had to pick roses in the garden and prepare them in your bathtub. I also poured some fresh lemon juice and milk for your skin to become smoother and whiter." She said proudly.
"You're probably in the mood, Louise! Haha!" I teased her.
"Sure is true, milady. Haha!" She joked.
"Well, I'm off to take a bath!~"
I came in my bathroom and removed my clothes. I tied my hair up and came in the bathtub. I sighed and said "Today sure was tiring."
After about an hour, I finished taking a bath. I took two towels and wrapped it around my body and I squeezed the liquid off my hair using the other one. I brushed my teeth then wore my clothes. I spent twenty-five minutes to fan-dry my hair. It's better than using a hair dryer, though. I had to sleep at 10 and I sat on my bed, then prayed.
'Dear Lord, thank you for this day that You have given to me. Bless me, Lord and prepare me for the next day. And, God, please make me a normal person.' I prayed.
The next morning, I noticed that I wasn't in my room. Huh? Only Louise was with me. The house wasn't the same. Mom, Maria and the other maids weren't here, too. What on Earth happened? I need to call someone! Oh yeah, I left my phone in my skirt.
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Novela JuvenilMeet Elle Collins, a rich, popular and young model. She's 17, in her second year of high school. She was enrolled in a popular, expensive, big and fine school. But, she's a loner. One with no true friends. And she has a wish. She wants to be... an o...