Not so simple bio!!!

Chapter 1

~Alex's POV~

I wake up on my last day here in my home town of Miami, Florida. The city I won't miss as much as I probably should. I love it here and hate it at the same time. All my family is here, and I am moving across the country to California to go to college. I am so excited it's not even healthy. My mom and dad are probably still mad at me for doing something with my life so "stupid" but they don't understand that I love photography. And want to continue it for the rest of my life.

I shut the alarm off at my usual time, 7:00 in the morning, and get out of my bed. I grab my clothes off the hanger that I already had ready and head to the bathroom. I take my shower and enjoy the pressure hitting my smooth skin as I massage my scalp to get it clean.

I step out of the shower and wrap a towel around my body. I blow dry my hair, and put it in my usual style, curled with my bangs bobby-pinned back. I sigh at my usual look after I apply some light mascara and blush to my face.

Once I finish with that I pull my

high/low dress on and put my strap flats on. I smile down at my light pink dress and my tan shoes with the sparkles strap.

"Alexandria!! Hurry!! We are going to be late for your going away party!!" My mother yells for the twentieth time since I got up.

"I'm coming mother!!! Hold on!!" I reply.

I walk down the stairs smiling at my housemaid as she walks into my room after me to clean things up, she always does that even though I pick up after myself, there is NEVER something for her to clean in there.

I walk into the kitchen where my mother is leaning against the counter looking perfect, like usual, she has a dress to her knees and heels on, with her hair much like mine and a bit more makeup on than me. She is seriously breathtaking, I have been told I look a lot like her. I have her brown eyes, and I have her tall thin body. I am not skinny, but I am not fat, I have curves and boobs and an ass. Big whoop. But I don't care. It is nothing to freak over.

"There you are! Caleb has been waiting on you for ten minutes now!!" My mother states in annoyance. I smile at the mention of my boyfriend of a year and a half now. His father and my father have been best friends since grade school.

Speaking off my dad....

I have not seen him in 3 months. He has been on a business trip. And I miss him dearly. My dad is my best friend. I tell him everything. Literally. He knows more about me than anybody really, even more than Caleb. He can always tell what is wrong with me. I am sad that I will not be able to see him before I leave for California tomorrow.

As soon as I walk out the door I see Caleb leaning on his car. With his hair gelled back perfectly. And his usual Cakis and knitted vest. I walk up to him and immediately hug him. He hugs me back and it's the usual warmth that comes to me. My nostrils fill with his scent.

Violet and lemon.

"Ready to go to your going away party?" Caleb announces as I look up at him to see a look of excitement, and a look of something like guilt, or something like that. But I don't know why he would be guilty.

"I am so ready. I want to leave this city now!! But no I have to wait until tomorrow." I groan. It is true, I honestly can't wait to get out of here. He chuckles and we get in the car.

He starts the car and we drive to the country club in a comfortable silence listening to the usual album of Taylor Swift.

We arrive at the country club shortly after and he walks out to open my door for me. I smile and thank him before grabbing his hand. We walk in side by side. And everyone immediately starts telling me good luck in California, and good luck in college. All the good stuff.

My mother showed up an hour ago. And has basically stolen the attention off of me. Like usual. Not that I care anyways.

"May I have your attention please? Attention!!" My mother announced from the podium in the front of the dining hall. Everyone silences their conversations and turns to face her.

"Okay, now first I would like to say, that I am so proud of my daughter. Alexandria you are growing to be the most gorgeous young lady I could have asked for. You mean the world to me. After the incident when you were 7. I never thought I would be happy again. I ignored you. I pushed you away. That was the stupidest decision I have ever made. You are my light and I am so grateful for you. I am so proud of you. You are so smart, so beautiful, so everything. You are the perfect daughter. You are the daughter I could have asked for. The daughter I dreamt of having as a little girl. And I wish your father would have been here to celebrate this moment with you. And to say goodbye to you. But sadly he could not make it. He called last night to say his goodbyes. He would be so proud of you right now. I want you to know that your father and I care deeply about you. We will always be there for you. Whenever you need it. No matter where you are in the world. We are only a phone call, or a flight away. I love you so much dear, and I am very proud of you. Thank you for being an amazing daughter for the 19 years it has been. I love you Alexandria." My mother finishes her speech leaving me in tears.

"I love you to mother." I reply as I hug her when she walks over.

I let go and continue with the party.

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Last nights party ended pretty well. Many people said goodbye and cried a little and then left. We left shortly after everyone else left.

I fell asleep as soon as I got home and woke up at 4 in the morning the next day.

I hate waking up early. It make me want to kill someone.

Painfully.

And slowly..

This is what happens. I don't get sleep and I get super grouchy, I get all these disgusting thoughts in my head. I have to scold myself for thinking like that. It's terrible.

I finally roll out if bed and start my usual routine.

When I step out of the shower and out my hair in the usual curls with the bangs pinned back.

I change into a pair of jean shorts and a crop top. I slide a cardigan over the floral cardigan. I smile to myself at my outfit. I look good for my plane ride.

Planes...

They are like my second home. I travel a lot.

Or I used to. Before I started college. I don't have to be moved into my dorms for a week. But I'd like to be prepared and know where I'm going when I get there.

I walk towards my door after grabbing my final items before saying goodbye to my childhood room and walking downstairs.

My mother was standing in the kitchen waiting with my coffee waiting. I walked in and she smiles widely.

"Uh-Oh. What did you do now?" I teased her.

"I got your tickets ready for London to see your father."

"LONDON!?! I thought I was going to the campus early!?!"

"Nope. This week will be spent with your father in London."

"Oh my god. Thank you mother. Thank you sooooooo much!!" I thanked.

"Anything for my beautiful grown daughter." My mother praised herself. She does that a lot. "Now hurry up. Your plane leaves at the same time as your Florida plane would have."

"Okay, thank you mother!!! I love you!! I will miss you dearly." I hug her one last time before I leave the house and am on my way to the airport.

On my way to start my new life.

Alone.