chap. 1 - unexpected incounter

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Olivia's Point of View
(Above picture is her outfit for the day)

I finished curling my hair and then I put it into place, brown curls falling down my shoulders. I grabbed my pink lip-gloss and puckered my lips. I then put on a nude color eye-shadow followed by mascara. I applied blush to my cheeks to define my cheekbones. I was finally satisfied with my look and walked back into my bedroom.

My bedroom was a light shade of pink, while the furniture was white and gold. My mother picked it out. Her taste was always spectacular so, naturally I trusted her decision. My book bag was thrown across my desk, the contents of it poured out from me doing my homework last night. I picked up my folders and binders neatly putting them back inside.

I turned around to head to the door admiring myself one more time in the mirror before leaving. Introduction time, my name is Olivia Stallard. I'm a junior in high school and if you haven't heard of me, you should probably ask the person next to you. My parents are both very successful and my last name is becoming a household name. My mom has created her own design empire and my dad built his way up from nothing to run the most prestigious hotels in ten countries.

I walked down the stairs, my grey boots making noise on the way down. My mom was at the stove making scrambled eggs while my dad sat at the table eating his breakfast. I dropped my bag by my chair and I crossed the table and planted a kiss on his cheek. "Good morning daddy." I told him. "Good morning honey," his phone began to ring. "Excuse me I need to take this."

He walked out of the room leaving me and my mom. "Good morning, mom. Ooh, those look good." I said eyeing the eggs. She let out a soft chuckle. "Good morning to you too. They're for you. Take a seat." She put the eggs on a plate and brought it over to the kitchen table. It was rare for Mom to make breakfast. Usually our chef would do so, but he's currently with his wife who had her baby.

I quickly devoured the eggs and I grabbed an apple off the counter after bringing my plate to the sink. "Lacey and Nikki are going to be here soon." I say, checking my phone. "Okay, have a good day at school."

It's always a good day at school. I thought to myself. I had the choice to go to any school in the area. A private school with prestigious students and faculty, an all girls school, or the one I'm currently attending, public school. I didn't just randomly choose this school, though. I knew people know who I am, or rather who my parents are. I instantly gained popularity at school and I have people at my beck and call. Of course, I'm not that shallow that I use people. It's nice to know people respect you. Plus at the other schools I'd have to wear a uniform. Not happening.

I heard a horn from outside and I walked to the door and opened it, "Bye!" I shouted, shutting the door behind me.

"You look good!" I heard a voice shout from the car. I smile seeing my two best friends. I do a little twirl showing off my outfit before laughing. I reach out for the door handle and pull it open. I climb into the passenger seat and look towards Lacey who is smiling eagerly in the backseat and then towards Nichole, who's driving.

Lacey is what you'd call "awestruck". I'm sure she befriended me because of my name. Even if that is the case she's always there which I admire. She's smart, I'll give her that. She gets all the perks that come along with being in my clique. Her hair is platinum blonde and she had a cute face.

Nichole on the other hand has been by best friend for the past three years. I met her before attending public school and we hit it off immediately. To others she may seem nasty but she's really sweet and shy. That façade she has is one of the reasons it's just the three of us in our little group. It keeps people away and I honestly like it.

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