"Bye guys, I will miss you",I said walking towards the car after saying my final goodbyes. I got inside, plugged in my earphones and started listening to some Drake and Lil Wayne's songs.
After 30 minutes of driving dad made an effort to start a conversation but I just didn't reply to any of his questions. I hate him. He took me away from my f**king home that I grew up in.
I turned off my phone and started to look through the window. Then this guy in a black audi started mouthing ' what's your phone number?'. I mouthed back '357...f**k you' then I started to wind up my window.
After one more hour of driving dad spoke up,"We're here."
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"What the fuck? Dad you didn't tell me she was rich." I said looking at the mansion in front of me. It was about 97 cars in the driveway. Ok I'm exaggerating. Damn the place is big. We rung the doorbell and a man dressed like a butler opened the door.
"Good day Sir and Madam. We've been expecting you. Now please come in", he said with a thick British accent.I stepped in handing my suitcases to the butler. Yeah I'm a queen in this shit with my servant.
"Skylar wow you've grown so beautiful", a black haired woman said pulling me into a hug. She was wearing a blue floral dress, a blue and gold jimmy choo, a gold necklace with a heart shaped diamond that I'm going to steal soon. Jk! She looked like she was in her early 40s.
"Not to be rude but who are you?" , I asked confused.
"I am your mother Sky", she said smiling. Wow she really changed. She died her hair and it looked like she did a nose job. That bitch, just look at her standing in front of me breathing. Who the fuck breathes like that?!
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"This is your room, madam. My name is Albert and anything you want just give me a call", the butler guy said. "Alright Einstein". He left me in where is supposed to be my room. I stood there dumbfounded as my eyes scanned the room. Wow is all I could tell myself. I opened the closet which was filled with brand new clothes, not my style though.
Knock,knock.
"Come in",I said still shocked.
A tall man also in his early 40's entered wearing a white t-shirt,a khaki pants and a timberland shoes.
"Hi Skylar. I'm Dave your mom's husband" , he said stretching his hands towards me for me to shake it.
I walked away from his handshake and threw myself on the bed.
He looked at me as if studying me and then spoke up,"Um..if you like swimming you can check out the pool later or you can ask Albert for a tour around the house."
"Okay but is this really my bedroom?", I asked. He smiled at me and nodded.
He's really nice. Too bad I don't like nice people. I wonder how he ended up with Sarah.
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Not Gonna Change
Ficção Adolescente"If you don't want to end up like your brother. You need to learn respect and good manners, young lady and change your dirty ways" she said with tears in her eyes. That's why I hate the bitch. Why should I change my life to please someone. For years...
