Barron Trump noticed a girl during his first day of school. He's curious and wants to find out more about her as he's not acting like himself strangely. Will she like him? Can their love survive under public eyes.
CAUTION : Most personalities trait...
"This is gonna be fun." I smiled as I sat on top of my exquisite golden spiral staircase's handrail.
"Oh no, please don't Master Barron! It's dangerous!" My butler watched me in fear as he tried to come closer to stop me.
"Too bad." I sticked out my tongue at him before I released my hand and slide through the stairs just in time before he catches my arm.
"Wee!" I slide down spiralling the stairs as I cut through the wind and my vision shifted back and forth. Feels good! :)
I reached the end and gracefully got down from the stairs. "...Little donald, what do you think you're doing?" I froze on the spot. Damn... I'm in deep shit, it's my mum Melania Trump.
I slowly looked up at her. She crossed her arms as she glared at me.
"I've prepared more language assessments for you. Come here." She plastered a fake smile at me before she pinched my ear. So I ended up studying French.
Welcome to my world ;) I'm Barron Trump 12, my father Donald Trump is the President of the United States. As you can tell I live in a filthy rich family. That I could colour over my house walls however i want anytime and my servants would repaint back. Own a huge mansion penthouse and endless money to spend. Even my toilet is built with gold quality materials.👌
My model mum Melania Trump sometimes nicknamed me little donald. Just like my dad, I'm blessed with good looks that'll make anyone fall for me. I prefer suits over sweatpants.
Everyone thinks I'm cute. I'm really smart as well. Speaking Bilingual languages fluently and sports are my forte. I love helicopter, legos and golf. I enjoy drawing and imagining. I aspire to be a businessman just like my dad.
Today is my first day at St. Andrew's Episcopal School. My car stops at the school entrance where the long red carpet is path out. I stepped out of my fancy black car wearing sunglasses with one lollipop stuck in my mouth as my chauffeur opened the door for me and put on my school bag for me.
Everyone at school : the students, teachers, principal and even the cleaners and cafeteria staff were all standing at the entrance in two neat rows beside the red carpet waiting for my arrival.
I walked over the red carpet nonchalantly as all eyes are on me. Sigh, this feels uncomfortable... till now I'm still trying to get used to it.
*6 hours later* *School bells ring* Finally school is over! I went to my new locker at school corridors to pick up my books.
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I walked nonchalantly with my hands in my pocket pants as I brushed my shaggy bangs to wait for my chauffeur.
I turned and my eyes widened for a second... as I stopped walking.
Blonde hair, those beautiful pair of blue eyes of hers, cute lips. She's so...beautiful like an angel. I lowered my eyes as I stared at her. "..." She seemed to notice my gaze as she looked back at me.
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Oh, what should I do? I tried to maintain my calm composure even though inside I'm panic stricken. Damn, Barron what's wrong with you? I don't think she's THAT pretty. Get a grip! Come on, she won't bite and she's just a human girl. A really beautiful one indeed...
She gave me a soft smile. My heart skipped a beat. Come on, you can do it just smile back. Be a man. I returned back an awkward crooked smile before looking away as I scratched the back of my neck. Sigh, what happened? What has she done to me?
"Sir? What are you looking at?" My butler called out to me. "Nothing, let's go." I replied slightly annoyed. Such timing. "Yes, sir." My butler replied. When I looked up again, she's already gone.
I got in my car as I thought about her while I looked out at the car window's scenery. Why do I keep thinking about her? This is so unlike me, I usually knew how I act except today. Do I care about her? Me, caring a girl? What a joke, no way. Nah, only people care about me.
I don't think I like her. But I do wanna find out more about her. Well, I'll probably meet her again anyway. I drifted off to sleep in my car.
~To be continued~
It's written in 2018 just so you know :) So he's currently 14 this year instead of 12.
I do not support Donald Trump, but his son is cute so I decided to write this for fun :)
Hope you enjoy it :) It's my first time writing from a guy's point of view :)
