~chapter 1~ the meeting

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"Dad.. mom.. how are you guys doing?". I grab the fotoframe from my nightshelf and get tears in my eyes. "This is the last day I'm here! The last day in our own house..".

Hello! I'm jaimy rubenskie. I'm almost 18 years old, only one week! My parents died in a car accident.. well that's what they told me, until today I ask myself why? Most people say because faith chose it so to be. But sometimes.. I ask myself if faith chose the right thing.
My appearance is just like the other kids, but because of my white hair I have to stand out. I wear mostly of the time black pants with a shirt or blouse over it. I've got brown eyes.

Aunt bep walks my room in. My aunt has short straight hair. She's a fashion designer and the wife of the producer from seventeen, my uncle. I absolutely love that band!  I listen their music since they exist. My aunt claps in her hands, "come on jaimy, then we'll go to your new home!". I sigh and stand up, "goodbye house and old life, hello new house and new life..". I slowly close the door. Aunt bep grabs my last boxes and I bring my last suitcases with me. There I walk with my foto frame in my hand. When were at the car I see a chauffeur and a butler waiting for us. They're from my aunt and uncle.. we step in the car and I plug immediately my headphones in. We sat in the car for 2 hours, but we arrived on time! I grab my most important stuff out of the car and we walk to the entrance of the airport. Aunt bep grabs my arm and we walk like that further. "Are you hungry? Or thirsty ?". I shake my head and I look where we should go. Aunt bep laughs at me, "you know we have a private plane right?". I look up and nod at her. I hear some people screaming so I turn around. A whole crowd of girls are surrounding someone. Maybe someone important.. I turn around again to walk further, but my aunt stops me, "we have to wait for some visitors for your uncle".

"Okay I understand.". I take a step backwards and I run into someone. I quickly turn around and say that I'm sorry. When I look up i finally realise why am of these girls were running around!

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