Behind the Wallflower

The girl behind the wallflower

My week of detention was coming to an end,
Thank God. I still don't know why Zaylen was acting like a Jerk. He knew I was not at fault but he still took Elaina's side. Well birds of the same feathers fly together.

I decided to share my secret with Emma. She has proved to be the truest of friends I ever had. I don't know what my high school life would have been of I hadn't met her.

We were seating in the library after class hours. She had some club work and I volunteered to stay with her.

"Emma.." I begun.

"Mmmh" She said not looking at me. I hesitated if I should tell her or not. But to make my friendship last I should come clean.

"There is something I want to tell you"

"Can't it wait? Am almost done here."

"I should tell you before I change my mind and never tell you again"

She looked at me and removed her concentration from her work.

"What is it?" she asked playfully.

"Do you know the Hernneouxs?" I asked her slowly.

"Who wouldn't? They are like one of the richest families in Europe. Much is uknown about them but I feel so sorry for Benjamin and Stephanie Hernneoux' s daughter. I heard she is still so young."

At the mention of my parents' names my heart felt heavy.

"What about them?" She went on.

"Do you know their daughter?" I asked.

"Yeah.. OMG she has the same name as you. Sabrina. The tabloid portrays her as this wild party girl who partys non stop in clubs of London with her rich spoiled brats. I swear that girl is really something."

"Ooh" I didn't know people felt that way about me. I actually never cared what people thought of me. Mostly because I didn't care about them. But hearing this from Emma made me rethink about my past life. The life am trying to forget.

"What about her? You know her? I wish I could see her face! All the tabloids are paid heavily by her family to remove her pictures. They say she is really pretty."

"There is something I want to tell you"

"Yeah you said that already. Well out with it!"

"The thing is I know the girl more than anyone else knows her."

"You do? Wow! What's she like? Do you have a picture of her?"

"You are actually looking at her." I said slowly.

Emma laughed. I don't know why but she threw back her head and laughed.

"Am not kidding" I told her.

"Ofcause you are silly! You can't be her! For starters you and her are completely different. Girl you can't last an hour in party while she parties till morning" she laughed.

"My full name is Sabrina Kingsley Hernneoux. My father is Benjamin Hernneoux and my mother is Stephanie Kingsley Hernneoux."

"Sabrina cut it out! Lemme finish my work first and then we'll talk about this!"

"Have you ever seen Stephanie Hernneoux?"

"Yeah I have. Every one in New York knows her! She is  society's darling here! She died so young such a shame"

I took my phone from my bag and scrolled to my camera roll. I had a picture of me and my parents before their death. On my 17th birthday.

I was wearing royal blue ball gown that was donned with crystals. My hair was wavy and on my head was an actual crown. Yes an actual crown. My mom over did it with my birthday.