Why Not Beautiful?

Chapter 1- Random!

Sadie's P.O.V

Well, ello people I am Sadie Andrea Claire Bertrando. 17 years old. I did have a sister named Ally but she died from cancer at the age of 7 almost eight, I was 6. If she didn't get cancer she'd be 19. I have lived most my life getting bullied. And the smoking and partying constantly. I have never cut, I was thinking of it the one day, when my parents got divorced. But I didn't thank god.

I have long brown hair, and bright blue eyes. I may stand "5 '5. I know, I'm kinda short.

I kinda get what I want since my dads rich. Oh and we live in a mansion. We have maids, and cooks and you name it. My room is huge, it has kinda like two levels. You take three stairs to the next level, plus huge walk-in-closet. My room is Blue with purple and white. on my first level I have, a computer desk(with my computer, printer and stuff) then I have a pull out couch, with flat screen TV, gaming system's. A small wall with books. And a door to lead to my bathroom, and another door to lead to my walk-in-closet, and I have a huge wardrobe. Well when you take those three stairs up it leads to where my bed, night stands, a door to lead to my patio. I have quite a few bean bag chairs, and a pull out chair, plus a bonus a full length full wall mirror. I guess I'm pretty lucky.

Well I should at least not start the story and stop about me.

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Sadie's P.O.V

I woke up to my annoying alarm clock! Like when does that thing shut the hell up? I groaned, and rolled over and smacked it. I sat up and threw the covers of and looked over in my reflection in the mirror, I need to shower.

I finally forced myself out of bed and walked to my shower. I took of my boxers, underwear and over sized T-shirt. I didn't sleep in a bra, it hurt like hell when I did.

I turned on the taps and went in the shower, I screamed silently cause it was cold still, but then it finally warmed up. It felt good to have steamy hot water rolling down my body it relaxed my muscles.

The one time I didn't want to do, was get out. But I had to. So, I got out and wrapped my purple towel around my tanned body. I walked into my room and went straight into my closet, oh and if you didn't know, I had a mirror in there too, as well as my makeup table and hair stuff.

After I did my hair, makeup, and got dressed, I was ready.. Except I needed, food. I walked downstairs and greeted the maid and the cook already had something made up, French toast. I ate my French toast. See, my dad was always gone out for business meetings pretty much everyday except the weekends so I didn't mind.

I went out to where I had my ride.... I ride a freaking sick bike to school, not car(well sometimes)but a bike I drove a freaking KTM RC 390. You'd be surprised all the looks I get now. But those stupid bitches, they always have a way to screw with my head.