CHAPTER 1

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OLIVIA'S POV:-

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OLIVIA'S POV:-

*phone rings* 

it's Yves [A/N - YVES IS PRONOUNCED AS YE-VES]

"Yeah."

"did u sleep?"

"do u think?"

 "Sigh it's the third time in the row Olivia."

"I know I will meet u in front of your house."

"oli-"

I cut the phone and finish the last sip of my red bull. It's 6 am now and the school starts at 7. Why does this boy have to treat me like a baby? I threw the can and went in the shower. after a quick shower, I changed into a white tank top, leather jacket and black jeans. [A/N- THE OUTFIT ABOVE]. I sat in front of my dressing table and did my makeup. it's 6:35 now. I wore my black boots took my bag and ran down the stairs.

"Margot is my juice ready?" I said to my maid as I ran down the stairs.

 " yes ms. rose," she said and handed me my juice. I drank it and thanked her and ran towards the door. 

" ms. rose your car keys!" she called me and threw the keys towards me.

"oh thanks, Margot." I caught the keys and walked towards my car oops more like my baby my black Audi R8 which I got polished just yesterday. she is such a  beauty. I hopped in my car and started blasting the speaker with my chemical romance. yes yes, I m an emo well not full emo but kinda emo. I drove the car in front of Yves' house, he lives just two blocks away. sigh, he is still getting ready. I honked the horn twice. 

YVES' POV:-

"MOM! where are my socks?"

Jeez, Olivia is here I shouldn't be too late or else I will have to walk to school. mom threw me the socks I wore them hurriedly, took my shoes in my hand and ran outside the door. 

"Hey, open up!" 

she was blasting the speakers with my chemical romance. she unlocked the door and I hopped in.

"You are late," 

she said in her usual icy cold voice.

"Only 2 mins late." 

I said while wearing my shoes. she sighed and started driving the car.

"did u had ur breakfast?" I asked.

"mmhmm. juice," she said.

"Olivia just juice is not a breakfast. you should have at least ate something."

But she ignored me and kept driving  I noticed she had increased the grip on the wheels, she is pissed at me for treating her like a baby.

"Well welcome to the hell hole," she said as she drove the car in the parking of the school.we hopped out of the car to the usual staring which we..actually she gets.

" will they ever stop staring I feel like punching their eyes," she muttered to herself.

we walked down the hallway when suddenly.....

this is my first time writing. I m sorry if the chapter is boring. I promise it will be really interesting as the story moves on. pls, don't be a silent reader. comment down wh u feel about the story and pls vote. 



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