Nothing Really Changes || g.d

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✱Elsea's p.o.v✱

I'm Elsea Dolan and I'm just a normal 16 year old girl, trying to navigate through my youth. Well, at least that's what I like to think, but in reality it's not that normal. My parents are kinda famous people to be honest, my mom is still a successful singer but she doesn't do many concerts anymore, we kids always comes first. Then there's my dad, the model himself.

Maybe you noticed that I said kids in plural, that's because there's three of us. There's me, my brother and my sister. My brother's name is Wayde and he's 6, and I love him so much. Then there's the little one, Esther. She's just 2 years old and don't understand much yet, but she's a lot of fun.
There's quite a age difference between us, and let's just say that the last two wasn't really planned. Well, technically I wasn't planned either but let's skip that part.

I'm a junior in high school, and it's killing me. School isn't something for me, and everyone knows it. And my dyslexia doesn't really help. Right now I'm actually going in my dad's footsteps, going for a model career and it's going good for me. I've got his genes when it comes to height, who am I kidding I've got all his genes.

"Elsea, you need to leave now!" Mom screams from the door, I sigh and swing my backpack over my shoulder.

"Do I really have to?"

"Yes, school is important. You know that" mom gives me a kiss on my cheek before she almost pushes me out of the door. With heavy steps I walk towards the buss, which isn't too far. I still live in Beverly Hills though, so my stop is like the last one. The other kids on the bus loves to have the opportunity to ride through the hills, but they also tend to mess with me about it. I have never understood that.

Almost the only reason why I'm going to school is my friends. I love them so much, they don't care that my parents are famous. Then there's this boy, Justin. We like made out at a party a few weeks ago and since then we've been a couple, but not a couple you know? Complicated, yes but I think that there can be something between us. But I don't know, I've been wrong about these things before.

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"Welcome to hell you nerd" my best friend Olivia says as soon as I arrive to my locker.

"Thanks, I feel honored" I give her a quick hug before I bend down to take all the books I'll need today. Just as I stand up, I feel two hands covering my eyes. "My guess is Santa" I quickly say before turning around, facing the creature.

"Hi there beautiful" a male voice says and I recognize it easily.

"Hello Justin, what's up?" I say and put my biology books under my arm and close my locker. We start walking to my classroom and he speaks up.

"You know, just walking here with you"

"That's a really boring answer" I giggle and bump into his shoulder "what's your first lesson?"

"History" he simply answers as we stop outside my classroom.

"Sounds amazing, have fun" before he gets the chance to answer, I walk into the room leaving him outside.

I mumble hi to a few classmates as I make my way to an empty seat. Of course it's my usual seat, no one really dares to take the Elsea Dolan's seat. The other students tend to treat me like a queen just because of my surname, that's sick. I know that I'm richer than most others on this school, but does that change me as a person? I hope not.

This also makes it hard for me trust people, I don't always know if they are using me for "fame" or if they genuinely wants to be my friend. That's why Olivia is my best best best friend. We've been friends since she came here from Sweden 4 years ago. When she first started in my class, she didn't really know who I was and she didn't connect my surname to my parents. It was when she was at my place for the first time that she understood. And we've been best friends ever since.