All over again

Chapter I

Two months ago the person I cared for the most in the world passed away in a car accident. That person was my mom, and I know this sounds stupid but she really was the one I loved the most in the whole world, my rock, my ancor, I really don't know what I will now do without her. After she died I was supposed to move in with my grandma but my aunt insisted to make me go and live with her in New York City. Now the problem is for all my seventeen years of existence I got used of living in Los Angeles like a common girl. While my aunt and uncle live in New York, on the upper east side and live a luxurious life, attending balls and galas, attending the most expensive schools and wearing the most expensive outfits. I mean being a Dumas, heir of Hermès I never had money problem but my mother tried really hard to keep my feet on the ground. So now I'm currently on a private plain, being served, flying to New York to start my new life, leaving all my friends behind.
A few hours later I got to New York and got escorted to my aunt and uncle's Penthouse in Manhattan. When I got to the building a doormen in the hall collected my bags offering to take them to the apartment. I get into the elevator and slowly press the button indicating the 23rd floor, the last floor, where the familiar penthouse is. While the elevator starts going up, I try to picture the apartment, I mean I vaguely remember spending time there as a child playing around with my cousins but at the moment , I don't remember a single feature other than the stunning view, the stairs where we used to run playing hide and seek, and Nicolette's bedroom where we ha ether best sleepovers. The elevator finally stops and there is a light sound signaling it, the doors slowly open and I find myself in the beautiful penthouse. I get out and start looking around analyzing ever feature of the living room and the entryway.

While wondering into the kitchen a Asian looking women approves me, "you must be miss Taylor, I am Sonya, the maid, maybe you remember me? I already worked here when you visited when you were eleven" she says. Now looking at her I totally remember her. "Now that you say it, I do remember of you Sonya. Anyway we're is everyone?" I ask curiously thinking that by now everyone would have already greeted me. " mr. Dumas is away for work, and Edward is already at Yale for the new school year. While it's weird Nicolette isn't already here I've called for her as soon as the elevator got here and thinking of how much she was exited for your arrival she should already be here. L she says stopping for a second and restarting immediately " oh right, she and miss Dumas are doing the last details in your closet . Follow me."
And after finishing her sentence she starts walking to the living room and up the two flight of stairs. We then get to an hallway with two different doors. Sonya stops for a second and knocks on the door. After a few seconds Nicolette gets out of the room shortly followed by aunt. As soon as Nicolette sees me she hugs me like we haven't seen each other in forever. " thank you Sonya you can live now" says coldly my aunt from behind Nicolette and Sonya does so. "Nicolette leave poor Taylor alone you will have more than enough time to spend together and let me say hello to my niece". And Nicolette does like aunt says, I swear she is like a general from the army everyone does as she says. She then open up her arms suggesting to me to hug her, and I do so. " by the way your poor uncle is really sorry not to e here but she got a last minute work call and had to go back to France" aunt lastly says. "It's totally fine I mean sometime he will be back and I will see him" I exclaim and auntie just nods signing that what I am saying is true. " anyway, this is your bedroom,we worked so hard trying to match your style"
Nicolette blurts out and leads me through a small hall that opened up in a large room. I gasped as soon as I saw it and realized that Nicolette had decorated it exactly the way that I would have and start running around inspecting every inch of it."Like it" Nicolette asks, I giggle. " I... I love it" I blurt out. "What's in there?". I ask excited indicating towards two door. " well honey on the right there is your bathroom and on the left your closet".  Not holding back from excitement I run towards the door first walking in the left room, and I ran inside not even trying to hold back. It was almost as large as my bedroom covered from floor to roof with different clothes, bags, shoes and evens hats. On one wall I could spot elegant dresses for formal events, on another one a whole wall just for shoes and a couple just for purses, since on one on the shelving there are only Birkins Hermès varying in colors, sizes and textures, and on the other wall the shelves had on them purses and pack backs from every other brand. on the other day to day clothes, and my uniform for school. In the middle there even was a drawer for all kind of accessories going from jewelry to sunglasses and headpieces. I probably looked ridiculous running around like a little kid also noticing my cousin and aunt giggling and looking at me in amusement. I the remember that I even have own bathroom so I sprinted through the door where aunt and Nicolette were standing, which at this point were laughing hysterically, to the bathroom. And it's useless saying that also the bathroom was breathtaking, covered in white tile with a beautiful bathtub over looking New York, just imagine the amazing baths.