Texting a lynch

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Vanessa's POV

"Nessa come down for breakfast!" My mom yelled

"Kk mom!" I yelled and walked to my body mirror and almost screamed at what I saw. My purple hair was literally sticking up. My pajama shorts sticking to my skin. My pajama shirt wrinkled like crazy. My makeup smeared all over my face. I know you aren't supposed to sleep with your makeup but I couldn't find my face wiped so I fell asleep. I put on some decent clothes which include my black shirt that says "why stare when you can take a picture" and some white skinny jeans. My black converse and I brushed my hair and teeth. Then walked downstairs.

"Finally my beautiful daughter is down stairs." My dad said kissing my cheek.

"Yes now what is for breakfast?" I asked starves

"Pancakes, extra crispy bacon, over easy eggs, and orange juice WITH the pulp." My mom said placing it all in front of me.

"What no fruit?!" I said

"Oh my how can I forget the fruit?!" My mom said over exaggerating and placing a cup with cut pineapple, Mellon, and strawberry.

"Thank you mommy dearest!" I said and dug in.

"Vanessa not so messy!" My mom said.

Ok so let me explain to you my life. I am Vanessa. Vanessa lock to be exact. My mom stormy lock is a actor. My dad rob lock is a producer. Coincident I think not. Anyway. My family is rich. Like really rich. But I don't act like a snobby rich kid. My parents want me to but I don't. We live in a 4 story mansion. A pool in the back. With 5 maids on each floor. Luck you may say but no I'm not. I hate being rich. You don't know who your real friends are. Every where you go someone is with you. Everyone knows you. Everything you do gets out 10 minutes later. I hate it. Anyway back to real life.

"And please dear use the right fork for your fruit!" Dad said

"YOU KNOW WHAT?! IM NOT HUNGRY ANYMORE!!" I said. "Cherry please come take my plate." I said to the kitchen maid.

"Yes miss Vanessa." She said and grabbed it

"I'm going out!" I said

I walked upstairs to refresh when I got a message, kik, personal dm on Instagram, and a personal dm on twitter.

Message first

Ro- princess, where are you? Need to see your pretty face in person.

N- who are you

Ro- only your dream guy

Ok kik

Ri-baby I need you

N- and who needs me may I ask

Ri- only your dream guy

Weird that's what the last said anyways Instagram

Roc- babe your address please

N- and who is asking

Roc- only your dream guy

Wtf is up with this ok twitter

Ry- nessa I want to see the face I love

N- and who loves me

Ry- only your dream guy

Ok freaked out now!!

I just walked downstairs to my purple bug and drove hopping that they won't message me again.

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