Cynthia POV
"Now this, is the bathroom. All of the bathrooms look very similar, with some color variations, and a few things may be switched around." Sabrina showed us.
It was very spacious, and beautiful. It had a massage bed, a small tub, a dressing room, and obviously a shower. Towels and toiletries provided. I was very impressed with this mansion. I mean, so much luxury, and so much space.
"Now for the bedrooms," she said. "There is one bedroom for you guys, and eight guest bedrooms. All of them are soundproof, so feel free to do it in any room." I blushed, and covered my face. I took a glance at Aiden, who was looking away from me, and Sabrina.
Our bedroom was large, and it was spacious. Wood floors that were polished, a nice king bed, lamps on each side of the bed, and a chandelier above the bed. It was really nice. It also had a flat screen T. V, with an PS4. Wow.
The guest bedrooms were also large, but the had something that our bedroom didn't. I balcony, which is kind of sad, since we are the ones living in the house, and the guests have a better view outside, but whatever. All of the guest bedrooms looked similar, obviously with color variations, and may some things were switched around.
"Cyndi," Michael came in. "Why would you need a soundproof bedroom?" Oh, his innocent little self.
Come on, make something up, make something up, I thought.
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Teen FictionCynthia Crawford is an unaccompanied girl, 18 years of age, and in her senior year of high school. She is also the daughter of a multimillionaire who owns one of the biggest companies in the country. She has a few friends, is bullied, and unnoticed...