Mayas P.O.V.
*Beep* *Beep* *Bee-* I slam my hand on my stupid alarm clock. "It's too early..." I groan. I slowly open my eyes, I don't want to get up, but I know no one will wake me so I just lay there for a few minutes and stare at the ceiling. I decide it's time to get up and I take the covers off of me and swing my legs over the side. The ground was FREEZING. I walk towards my closet...what am I going to wear?
Okay so let me introduce myself. My name is Maya Dawson. I have brown wavy hair, but my parents have blonde straight hair, I don't know where I got mine from it probably runs in the family, I don't really know. I'm 5'10 so I'm pretty tall for a girl, at least that's what people say. And I also have a pale complexion, just slightly tanned I would say. Ooo forgot to mention, I just turned 18 and this is my last year of highschool. Whoop-de-freaking-do. I'm an only child, and I'll admit it gets pretty lonely in a big house by myself. My parents work basically full time. My mom is a fashion designer, you might know her, she works for the brand Channel she's also the CEO of the company. My dad is a well known doctor, but he rarely come home because of all the business trips he goes on, but I don't complain though. I mean they bought my car and I get almost anything I ask for. Yes, you might think I'm a spoiled Brat but honestly I'm not, you just need to get to know me to find that out. I have a best friend his name is Jake. I've known him basically my whole life, and no, we don't like each other were just very close. Well enough about me.
I don't know what to wear so I chose ripped black skinny jeans, an a really cute floral crop-top my mom just bought me, and of course my old worn out black converse. I hop in the shower and I do my business then I get out and dry myself off. I walk to my vanity and start to do my makeup. I like to do a simple look; foundation, contour, eyebrows, and a little bit of highlight. I grab this necklace my mom gave me, It's a small locket with the letter 'H' in it, I've always wanted to know what it stood for but every time I asked they blew me off, anyway she said it was in the family for awhile, then I put it on.
I walk downstairs to get some breakfast but I see my parents looking deep in conversation so I decided not to interrupt anything and slid into the kitchen. "What to eat, what to eat?" I whispered to myself. Aha cereal. I grab a bowl and sit at the bar table. I'm in the middle of pouring some apple jacks when my mom called, "Can you come here, sweetie?" she never calls me that. Something's wrong. "Ok..." I say wearily. I leave my cereal and go into the family room. Hopefully it's still good by the time I get back.
They are sitting on the couch and looking at me with a hint of sadness and, regret maybe, in their eyes. I sit down on the leather black couch and wait for them to speak. "Honey we haven't been very honest with you..." my mom said looking down at her hands. I noticed she was twiddling with her wedding ring. "Um...ok" I say hinting to go on . I looking at them suspiciously. "Well um-uh- you-" my mom said stuttering. "What your mom is trying to say" my dad said cutting in, "Honey your adopted and since your old enough we decided it was time we told you the truth." my dad finished.
I sit there and soak up the info they just told me. I pass them a harsh glare, "why?" I snap. "Why are you telling me this now, I'm 18 freaking years old and you wait this long to tell me, why not when I was 13, maybe even 16, at least sometime earlier than this!" I was raising my voice as I went on. "Honey were sorry but please, don't overreact" my dad said. "Overreact?!? Overreact, that's all I can do right now, I just found out my whole life was basically a li-". "Theres one more thing" my mom said cutting me off.
"You have a brother and h-" *ding dong* my mom got cut of by the door bell. They looked at me. They weren't getting up so I decided to get the door. I opened it and I almost passed out. All I could thing was, Oh. My. Gosh.
Well here's the first chapter I know it sucks bit o whale. And enjoy the cliffhanger.
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