Cheshire De Ville| Jadine ft Kathniel, Lizquen, Marnella

1- High Expectations

Hello lovelies! As you can see, I've decided to start up a Jadine fanfic. Everything that goes on in this story is purely fictional and is all made by thought. This fanfic will be featuring a few of the other love teams but it is mostly Jadine, so please don't expect much brief detail of what goes on in the life of your favourite love team. Most of this story will be seen through the eyes of Nadine, unless stated. This is my first time writing, so I apologise sorry if this is cringe worthy. I will try update every Friday (Australian time zone). So fasten on your seatbelts and be prepared to be taken on a roller coaster of emotions!

x Trish

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The rich life wasn't always easy, especially belonging to a family that holds a high status in regards to businesses and finance. It was always hard to be who they want me to be. Yes, I've got everything a need such as my sleek and pristine black coated Porsche, my bundle of bags from Louis Vuitton, Clothes from Worldwide known brands and most especially, being able to live in one big mansion. Who knew that you can get lost in your own home?

Personally, I appreciate all this, but everything that I have doesn't match up to one thing I truly desire for, freedom. Freedom to be whoever I want, freedom to choose what I want to be, freedom to love who ever I want and lastly, freedom to be free. I know my parents are thinking of fixing an engagement between Nicholas and I, son of the Salvatore family, for the future. Nicholas and I are really close friends and I plan to keep it that way, because never once in my life have I ever felt my heart go ballistic when I'm around him.

"Alexis Nadine Petrova!" My mum yelled from downstairs. She only ever uses my full name when I've done something wrong, which is all the time.

I sighed, lifting myself off the bed and standing on the plush white carpet that covered the entire floor of my bedroom. Opening the two huge doors that allowed access to my room, I step outside meeting the cold breeze causing a shiver down my spine. I walked down the long hallway and finally reached the stairs. Going down, my mum is sat on our black leather couch waiting for me with her face neutral, showing no emotion at all, this view made me worried.

"Yes po Ma?" I asked trying to catch her gaze.

"Your father and I, we're disappointed" She bitterly said avoiding any eye contact.

"When are you not disappointed" I muttered under my breath hoping she didn't hear. Just my luck she whipped her head up as a glare is plastered on her face.

"How dare you speak to me like that. Why on earth do you have one B on your report for this semester? I also despise the fact that B had to be the grade of your  business and finance! How are you suppose to take over our company with a grade like that? Why can't you just be like Kathryn? She never once has she got a B on anything especially on that subject!" She says having every word laced with dissatisfaction. I fought the urge to roll my eyes with what she said

Here we have it once again, her comparing me to Kathryn, my step sister. My real dad past away when I was about one. This caused my mum to marry Kathryn's dad Peter and so then she became pregnant, with Kathryn. Kathryn is and has always been the perfect  child. Everything she does brings a smile to my mum and dads face. She has the freedom that I can't have.

"I'm sorry Ma, I'll try po next time, I promise" I plead trying to get her empathy.

"There is no next time. Your dad and I have decided to send you away to a boarding school, the same one where Kathryn is. We figured that this will be best for you as their teaching capabilities are much more stricter there" She informs causing a pain in my chest to grow.

"I can't just move, what about my friends? This year is the year I graduate and I already have pla-" I reasoned until I was cut off.

"Do you want to argue with me?" Mum sternly said crossing her arms and standing up from the couch, over powering me with her height.

"N-no, um I'm sorry" I stutter lowering my pride down accepting that there's no hope for me to change her mind.

"Thought so, start getting your things prepared because you will be dropped off tomorrow at 5 in the afternoon" She informed brushing past my shoulders. The sound of her heals clinking against our white marbled floor signified that she was walking down the hallway to her office.

I knew that Kathryn studies at a boarding school, although I always seem to forget what it's called.

"What was the school called again?" I asked as my mum opened the doors to her office and stops to answer, "Cheshire De Ville" .

With that, the sound of the doors shut echoed throughout the huge space of our living room as I was left alone, in the silence.