(Brooklyn's P.O.V)
I'm now getting ready for my graduation day.(^-^)
I fixed my graduation robe and my neutral makeup.
Oh, how nervous I am!
I'm actually...quite sad because this is my last day of me, Adriana Brooklyn Victoria Rosé, as a highschool student. Next year, I gonna be a freshman in California's Academics Performing Arts College.
My dream is to become a composer, and a writer as my second occupation. (^-^)
I fix the finishing touches on my appearance and take my phone, handbag and my graduation hat.
I come down to see my mother flowering the plants.
Btw, my parents and I live in a mansion.
Wanna see?
Not to brag about it but it's the truth by the way. (^~^)
" Mother, I'm going to school now. " I informed my mother 'formally'.
I know right. Bad news is I have to or they'll have my ass. (ಥ_ಥ)
" Right. Be careful, dear. " My mother answered my calling.
I take an apple from the kitchen counter and hugged my mother before going to the MRT Station to go to school.
Yup (;_;), I don't have my driving license.
Yet.
After 10 minutes, I arrived.
I take out my MRT Station card and go to scan my card at the scanner.
When my card is valid and already been scanned, I walk to the station and waited.
I'm still eating the last bits of the apple by the way.
After 20 minutes, the MRT arrived.
I hoped on my ticket to school and sat down.
Then, I saw an old lady who's holding two baskets of veges. Yah, she looks pity.
Oh well. I sacrifice my seat and she gladly accept it.
The old lady thanked me and I stand up.
The MRT starts to take off and it startled me, almost making me trip. The one thing that saved my dignity was the hand rail.
*sigh*School here I come.
After 20 minutes, I arrived.
I take my leave and walk to school which is not too far right now.
Finally, I have arrived.
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The Perfect Girl
Teen FictionBrooklyn, an 18 year old young, intelligent, very beautiful and kind girl with two, wise, loving but very strict parents who thinks about perfection. In Brooklyn's childhood, her parents taught her how to be perfect. Until her school days, she's bee...