ONE WHITE LIE

Chapter I

Armina....Armina"I heard a small voice waking me up. I slowly opened my eyes and saw our maid, Aunt Claire. She was giving me a small smile before signaling me to wake up. I smiled back as I sat up.

"Your Dad said you need to start packing" She said as she helps me to get up. Aunt Clair was a perfect maid, well more like mom. She started working here when I was just a little kid. I didn't really look at her as a maid; I've look at her like a mom. She's been through thin and thick with me. Helping me with my problems, teaching me how to do things, giving me advice, and telling me what's right and wrong. Actually, when I was a child I called her mom, but she said it would be much better if I call her Aunt. We're not related though.

I nodded and she went out. Rapidly, I went to my closet and searched for my suitcase and bag, making it a little hard because I just woke up. Curiously, I looked at the clock and saw that it was four in the morning. This made me yawned, wanting to go back to bed. But I really needed to pack, so I slapped myself to be awaken.

I'm really sad though. The fact that my dad is going to Chicago for a year, and I'm going to live in my own house, alone, my dad and I are always travelling which made me inquisitive. He said that Chicago was a busy city and all, but I can manage to adjust easily. I've been to different parts of the world, stayed there for like one week, studied there for one week and come back here to St. Andrew, Scotland to finish the school year, If that was your routine for 16 years who wouldn't know how to adjust easily?

Also a VIP jet ticket can only cost like a hundred thousand pounds, while a house can about a million pounds. I know my dad is rich but he can't be that airheaded.

Dad always, I mean always spends too much money on me and this makes me interested. I'm adopted and for me it's like an unsolved mystery. Some people think I'm lucky but I think it absolutely rubbish. Why? Many reason but for the most part I can give you one.

I never had the chance to buy my own things with my own money, its sucks to feel you're only buying things even though you didn't work for it, I always want to be independent but somehow Dad is planning to spoil me . My thoughts were interrupted by someone knocking at the door.I got up and walked to my white vintage door.

In a brief moment I open the door and saw a tall white haired man, who is looking down, who is also known as my father. My father looked up and looked at my eyes asking me for permission to come in. I nodded before opening the door completely,then he came in. He walked to my couch and I followed. My father sat down as he inhale while closing his eyes before saying.

"Look "opening his eyes as he looks at me seriously "Princess, I know that you don't like it when I go to a very certain place without you. But it's the best thing I could do. Besides you won't live on your own, I wouldn't let you. So, I've decided that you'll be living with Jaine, Anne and Makenzie. WHAT IS HE BLOODY HELL SERIOUS?

"ARE YOU DROPPING DEAD SERIOUS?" I yelled, as I stand up.

"Armin-" before he could even say anything I immediately hugged him, moving him left to right. This is going to be the best year ever.

"THANK YOU! THANK YOU! T-H-A-N-K-Y-O-U!"I said while he giggled through my ear. I can't believe it. I'm going to live with my CLOSEST friends. This is going to be great, awesome, magnificent and fantastic. The joy is overflowing through my body that I can't even say proper words in my head.

Imagine living with your closest friend, NO I MEAN, sisters, for a whole YEAR. Living with you friends is awesome right? Especially if you're living with Jaine Antoinette Miles, Amelia Anne Jones and Makenzie Arabella Smith.