Chp-2: School starts

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I wake up with my alarm on my iPhone 5s. I get out of my comfy big fluffy bed and I walk in to the washroom and brush my teeth with 3d white toothpaste and mouth wash, floss and white strips. My managers said I have to have perfect teeth all the time. I wash my face with the clearasonic Mia (100+ face cleanser device) they also said my skin should be perfect. I apply makeup from Sephora and brush my hair.

I go into my room to choose an outfit. I choose something a bit casual.. it's autumn but it's still hot so I'll wear my black skater skirt and a short sleeved lace crop top with a choker necklace and white converse and pink rose earrings and obviously sunglasses.. I'm not going to wear things from Gucci and Prada and chic New York. I would if I was going to a private school. I'm just wearing Forever21, Hollister, and PINK, and Converse.

when I wasn't rich the grade 10's made fun of my clothes because they were Stitches and Giant tiger and those stores were expensive to me.. but now I'm going to make them pay.. I put my hair up in a high ponytail and curled it.

I climb into my white limo and talk to the driver and he's actually really nice tbh. I ask him if we could go to starbucks first because I need my Oreo frappacino.. once I get starbucks then it's just like a 1 minute drive there so then 1 minute later I exit to get to the school and when I almost enter the school I can see from the corner of my eye that the "mean girls" have spotted my appearance.

"OMG it's that girl" said one girl
"that poor girl? no that can't be...
"yeah that's not her..she exited that limo..."

I slightly pull down my sunglasses.
"excuse me?"
I glare at the 3 girls.

"I know her she's that dancer and that fameous mod-"

"shhhhhh" i inturuppted before she could spill everything.

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