The Arranged Love //PM Zion

Chapter 1 - Mystery Boy

I woke up confused about my surroundings. Everything seemed strange to me, but then I remembered it all and I wished I hadn't.

My dad had transferred from the US to Europe, it was all abrupt and I suspected there was an ulterior motive.

Of course I was right.

The night before we left my dad sat me down and we had a long talk.

He told me that he didn't want what happened to him happen to me also. What he meant was he didn't want me to me find a soul mate very late like he did. My mum died while giving birth to me at an old age. He didn't want that to happen to me so he took my fate into his own hands.

He told about his childhood friend with whom they together dreamed of joining their families and they both thought marriage was the way to do it.

In other words my own father wanted to marry me off to his friend's son. What a loving, considerate and thoughtful father I have.

I'm obviously being sarcastic if you didn't catch my drift.

You won't even believe how he ended the conversation. He said to me ''Jamie Evans, you're 16 which means you're a big girl now so I know you understand, go pack your things.''

Yeah thanks so much dad for getting me fiancée at 16, love you too, I said in a sarcastic in tone in my head.

Currently I'm in my new room in Europe and not speaking to my dad. He enrolled me into my new school which I hear is for snobby rich kids.

Don't get me wrong, my dad is stinking rich, I'm talking fly to America in his private jet just for a double cheese burger rich, but that doesn't mean I like to be a snob about it.

I had an internal battle within myself whether I should get ready for school or not just to make to make a point to my dad but I decided against it, because I'd had never missed a day of school and I wasn't going to start now.

That's right I'm a real goody two shoes and a total geek, I get straight A's and I used to be an honor student back in my old school, good thing I'm not completely hideous or else I would be a total nerd.

I looked in the mirror and sighed at my appearance.

I'm biracial, my mum was black and dad is white which makes me an easy target to racist comments so starting a new school is nerve wracking.

That's not really the point now, I can fight racism after I deal with my problem which is obviously more important.

Duhh.

I finished getting dressed and went downstairs to grab breakfast, the house was empty so I'm guessing my dad left for work already.

I grabbed a cereal bar and my back pack and headed out. My new uniform was already riding up on me as I got into my brand new car which was a bribe for coming to Europe, like that would make up for my violation of human rights.

I entered the school's location into the GPS and started driving.

I didn't take too long before I got there, it said bridge wood academy on the front. This school was huge! I'm pretty sure they could 10 London eyes in there, which would be weird since this is the middle of Manchester.

You know how you feel butterflies when you're nervous, well my butterflies were having a party with power drills. Forget butterflies, it was a zoo. This was mainly because my supposed future husband also goes to this school.

This is it, I thought to myself when I got out of my car and locked it, my new life.

People in uniforms and British accents were swarming all around me, they were people saying hi to their friends, trying to get to class or just standing around doing God knows what.