Hye Jin's P.O.V
"Have a nice day in school Ms Song" my personal chauffeur, Mr Marko, wished me cheerfully.
"Ughh, stop bothering me. Can't you see that I'm trying to text my friend?" I replied, rolling my eyes but still keeping my attention on my phone.
Feeling annoyed, I stepped out of the car gracefully and rushed to the washroom to freshen up before heading to my locker to get my textbooks for the first period.
Earlier today:
It was the first day of school and I woke up earlier than usual to start my morning workout, take a shower, and eat my breakfast after taking my time to choose my outfit for the first day of school. When I had finished showering, I rushed to my room and decided to skype my personal stylist and ask her to help me decide what to wear to school.
After much consultants from her, I decided to go for a casual but tumblr-ish look and chose a black and white striped crop top with ripped jeans and a brown leather sling bag with my adidas superstar shoe.
After putting on all my clothes, I walked out of my walk-in closet and sat on the vanity to curl my hair and put a tint of makeup. Hey, less is more;)
When I finished, I got up and looked at myself in the mirror. Damm! I look great! (totally not self praising)
I took the elevator and went into the family kitchen to eat my breakfast. When I reached the kitchen, I was not the least surprised that my parents were not there and sighed. I know I know, i should appreciate that my parents gave me all these luxurious things and buys me whatever i want.
But money cannot buy everything and all i ever wanted was my parent's love.
Knowing that that was not possible as their main priority is their world-wide-famous companies, they would not have enough time to take care of me and I was almost always left alone at home with the helpers, chefs and security guards since I am an only child. Lucky me.
Thinking of my parents not having enough time to take care of me makes my heart all stiff and numb. However, I need to shut out all these emotional feelings in order not to be hurt again. The first time was horrible enough and my parents wasn't the only reason and if my best friend, Lisa, did not see me at the top of the school building, i would have lost my life there and then. Thinking of the past makes me weak and vulnerable to my surroundings. I need to push aside all these negative feelings so i would be safe from hurt and anxiety.
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