Struggling to be me

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*BEEP BEEP BEEP* I slammed my hand down on my alarm, ugh I thought, it couldn't be Monday already... I got up and went into the shower, I hated being rich, my house being huge, never knowing who I can trust, it was always difficult.

"Luke, hurry up, you are going to be late for school... you know, I think your mum was right about sending you to the school in America, it would do you good! Here are your school clothes." My maid said as she dumped the blue uniform on my bed.
"I don't want to go to school in America" I said, but after thinking about it for a while, I thought it might be good to have a fresh start, plus my mum didn't want me around the mansion too.
"Elizabeth" I called, for that was my maids name "I have changed my mind... tell mum to send me to palm wood school, I want to leave this place behind, leave England and go to LA!" I called out.

I looked out my bedroom window in onto the vast driveway to see my mum getting into her Lamborghini adventador and my maid rushing out to tell my mum, once she told her my mum sped off to the enrolment office and before I knew it I was on my way from London to Los Angeles.