Money Might Buy Happiness

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?" I yell through my phone. "THANK YOU SO MUCH. I LITERALLY LOVE YOU. HAVE A NICE DAY. YOU WANT ME TO STOP YELLING? NO. GOODBYE!" I hang up and plunge onto my bed. "IS THIS A DREAM?"

Ok. You may want to know what in the world of chips is going on. And who is this person whom I am reading about? 

Well, hello there. My name is Beyoncé and in my past life I was a princess.

Kidding, kidding. I'm just kidding you, old chum!  

Well, hello there. My name is Shakira and in my past life I was a pillow.

Ok, I'm sorry. I'll stop, I promise.

Well, hello there. My name is Asdfghjkl and in my past life I was Starbucks.

I couldn't help it! Fine. Here.

Well, hello there. My name is Natasha (Tash or Tasha for short) and in my past life I, well, uh, I'm not quite sure what I was in my past life.

Mental note: Ask a psychic what I was in my past life.                                                  

I am 17 years old and am currently learning to drive. Oh, but I'm not that good. I once was driving down a straight rode and almost crashed into a letterbox.                

Yes, I'm hopeless.

You may be thinking "Shut up woman and tell me why you were screaming into your phone!"           

Ok, your wish is my command.

A lady just called and told me that I won a competition! Oh, I am very competitive. Anyways, all I had to do was tell them my name and age, and if my name gets pulled out of a barrel, I win!

What did I win, you may ask.

$1,000,000!!!!!!!       

Yup, one million smakeroos.

I am rich baby!

I could buy very expensive jewelry! Or a house! Or a car!

Or a person...

Hey! I never said I would! I said I could. Gosh.

Would you like to know more about me? You would? Great!

My full name is Natasha Kay Smithen. I am Miss Popularity at school. But don't worry! I ain't a mean girl. I'm good. I promise!

My mum and dad are divorced and when I was 6 my mother won full custody over me. I am an only child, although my best friend Kerry is like my sister.

We've known each other since we were born on the same day, at the same hospital, one room apart. I am one hour and three minutes older than her, to be exact. We spend every Saturday together, not even counting the time we spend with each other at school.

We got no time fo boys. We got each other.

Cheesy.

I know.

Aha.

Yeah.

Omg!

What is Kerry gonna think once I tell her about all my money???

I'm gonna say that again.

That felt good.

You ready?

All of my money.

Yeah.

Not yours.

Mine.

I repeat.

Mine.

-_-

A/N:

HELOOOOOO.

I've started this story because all of my others (except my 'on hold' one) have been deleted! I am gonna contact wattpad about that.

Someday...

Did you like the prologue?

Don't complain that it's too short because prologues are supposed to be short!

There will be romance, drama, ect, ect, in this story.

Hope you like it!

VOTE, COMMENT, FAN!

bye,

Tia.

ex oh