Here I stand, with 3 suitcases in front of the Minerva Private School.
Minerva is the goddess of wisdom and strategic warfare, and the sponsor of arts, trade, and strategy.
Strategic warfare... That's what school is, isn't it? You try to survive.
"Lyanna, it's time to go inside now."
"Yes mother." I put on a fake smile and start walking inside. I look back a last time and I see nothing. She's gone, the person I call mother.
"You will be okay, Lya." I hear someone say. When I turn around I see Albertus, my butler. We stop in front of my new room.
"Thank you Albertus. I will miss you." I wipe a tear away quickly and give him a hug.
"I will miss you to. I have to go now, but first I have to give you something." He takes something out of his pocket and gives it to me. "It's something your father wanted me to give you. Take care Lya, I will see you soon."
When he's gone I open my hand and I see a small box. It's the box that always stood on my father's desk.
I hold back my tears and open the door to my new room. When I walk in I see that there are two beds, two desks and 4 doors to other rooms.
I walk to the bed next to the window and put my suitcases on it.
I walk to the two doors on my side of the room. The first door is the bathroom. The walls are white with black cabinets. The toilet is also white with black and there is a huge mirror above the sink.
The second room is the wardrobe.
I sigh and start to unpack. After an hour I'm done and I decide to take a walk in the gardens of the school. On my way downstairs I see some other kids walking around, talking and having fun.
I walk further and I notice everybody around me went quiet. When I follow their gaze I see the reason why. The popular girls, the richest people on school, had arrived. What they don't know is that I'm 10 times richer than them. I sigh again. Yes again, I'm a person that sighs a lot. I decide to go back to my room. When I arrive in my room I see that my roommate has arrived to. A girl with blue hair and tattoos is standing in the middle of the room.
"So you're my roommate?" she says while she turns around to look at me. I'm a bit surprised that she even noticed me.
I nod and walk past her to my bed.
"The daughter of the president."
I stop, turn around and look at her. "How do you know?" I ask her while I watch her intently.
"I know a lot things that most people don't know." She answered.
"Don't tell anyone."
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A Loser Like Me
RandomWhat if your father is the president? What if your roommate is the only one who knows? Lyanna is my name, Lyanna Brooks. Daughter of President James Brooks. Welcome to my story.