Until One Day

Chapter 1

Olivia's POV  

BEEP.. BEEP.. BEEP..

I stretched my arm open and click on the alarm buzzer on my night table beside my bed.

I open and rolled my eyes on the same time.

"Great. Monday again. How fuuuuuuuuuuuun. Anybody excited for school?" I thought sarcastically. "I can't wait to go to sleep tonight," I thought again as I sit up on the side of the bed.

I grabbed a towel from my walk-in closet and went to shower.

After jumped out of shower, I changed into a blank blue t-shirt and a circle skirt. Then I hair dried my hair and put on some moisturizer on my face. I took a simple flats from my walk-in closet and put it on. I grabbed my bag of laptop and some essentials and also my sling bag.

As I was about to head out the door, I looked at my study table and saw a tray of my medications. Oh and did I mention daily? I groaned and when I looked back at the door, and saw Maria, one of our maids. She is actually the longest maid that we've hired, and she's like a second mother to me.

"Good morning Olivia. Do you need something?" she greeted and smiled.

"Morning Maria," I said and kissed her on her cheeks, "Could you take my these downstairs? Just put them in Gian's car while my handbag, just leave them in the living room, thank you so much," I said as I hugged her and passed her the bags while she just nodded her head.

I went back inside the room and stare at the untouched pills, tablets and vitamins on the small tea-plate.

Let me tell you something.

I had a troubled past. When I was 17, my now ex-boyfriend cheated on me with one of my now ex-best friend. Long story short I walked in on them munching each other's face and half naked on the bed ON OUR FREAKING 2 YEARS ANNIVERSARY. I can't believe I trusted him, he was my childhood friend. I broke it off with him and got depressed for 3 months straight. I came out clean one day. But that didn't help. My great-grandmother passed away 2 weeks after I came out clean. She was like my best friend. My first best friend. She was also like a mother to me. Everytime I needed to talk, she was always there. When I needed a shoulder to cry on, she provide hers. When I needed advice, she was always there telling me what's best for me. I love her so much that when my mom got a phone call informing us that she passed away that night, a part of me just died, right there and then. I cried for days that I skipped my meals a few times. A week after her funeral, I got the urge to go out and face the world again. My depression has always been a secret. No one knows about my depressed past, except my 4 bestfriends whom always been there through my ups and downs every since we were little and also my family whose always been supportive.

I sighed and took the medicines in my hands, and threw them in the dustbin right infront of my bathroom door and pick the glass of water and threw the water in the sink of my bathroom. Sighing again, I put the glass on the tray and take my phone and charger from my dresser, and head downstairs.

"Good morning Vivi," Jaxon and Braydon said. Oh, guess I'm the last again. Who knew?

So I have 4 siblings.

The eldest, Michael Andrew Easton, 29 years old, works in the Easton Industries with my dad and he's married to an ordinary yet amazing woman, Alyssa for about 4 years now, living in a mansion with 2 beautiful kids, Jordan and Amelia.

The second, is Amber Sofia Easton, 27 years old, owner of a dessert shop called "Dessert Land Forever", decided to start the shop because she's too obsessed with sugar. Married to a business man, Carter, for almost a year and is pregnant 3 months.

The third, of course the so called "famously, handsomely," and whatever-ly boy, or should I said prince, of the school, Braydon Kael Easton. 24 years old. Go to a university, taking last year of master in criminology. Single ready to mingle, I guess.

The forth is a twin of mine, Jaxon Cade Easton. 19 years old. Sounds like a bad boy? Golden boy? Prince in the school? Yes, all of them. Go to a university, taking second year of degree in business.

And last is me. Olivia Cora Easton. 19 years old. 20 in a few weeks. I go to a university, taking second year of human biology. Nothing much to know about me cause you know how 10am lectures are like? Annoying and boring, am I right? Yep, that's basically one forth of the definition of my life.

I took a sit between Jaxon and Braydon while Eya (one of the maids), served me a glass of milk and a toast bread with butter.

As I took a bite from the bread, Alaya spoke, "Gren told me to inform you about Mr. Easton's departures later this afternoon at 3.30pm, and that Mrs. Easton will be there as she is expecting Jaxon and Olivia."

Alaya is one of dad's most trusted employee in the industry, she's also our friend for over 7 years and she's 2 years younger than Braydon, 22. She used to be Bray's batch but because she's a real smart thang, she skipped 2 grades, and passed her degrees last year. She's real advance in life man. Our family and her are close because mom and dad cared for her like their own child because she lost her parents a year before she graduated in high school in a car accident. That explains why she always appeared in our home, she have a room here.

Gren is mom and dad's personal assistant. Specifically outside of office because they have their own personal assistant in the office. She's also a very good friend of ours.

I nodded and took a sip from my milk.

"What? How is mom not expecting for me?" Braydon asked, pretending to be hurt.

"Braydon, you know what you do on Mondays," Alaya sighed. Brandon have a weekly schedule on Monday where he has a test on solving a crime.

"Alaya, you know I can skip them,"Braydon mimicked Alaya's voice, smirking.

"Whatever you say Braydon," she rolled her eyes at him.

"I love it when you say my name," he smirks, teasing her. Urgh, we know how he had a crush on her back in high school.

Alaya blushed.

Me and Jaxon gave each other a knowing look and smirked.

Jaxon fakely coughed, "Via, don't you think we should go to school? I bet the driver's waiting for us."

"Oh gosh, I thought so, Jax," I replied back, playing the role as I tugged on his arm, leaving the two lovers alone. Lucky me, I finished my breakfast in no time or I will not play this game of his.

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A/N:

Olivia has a lot of nicknames (like literally a lot): Vivy, Via, V, Vee, Vi, Oli, Li, (OR ANYTHING GOES WITH THOSE SYLLABLES, OH GOOD LORD)

And of course same goes to all of the characters.

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