30 Days In Rome

Chapter 1

I stood still in front of a black and red tall building - my chest rising and falling as a result of my heavy breathing. I was tempted to spew at the sight.

I loathe this structure.

School

My oh so loving parents thought it'd be nice to send me to the best catholic boarding school in Rome as a punishment for my notorious actions. I wouldn't be so notorious if they had given me the love and attention I needed but they were so busy to even care. I had to get their attention somehow.

I'm in Rome, thousands of miles away from home. The thought of it all made me ball my fists up in anger.

Going to school isn't my problem. The problem is leaving America, the place I know as home. I'm leaving memories, friendships and comfort behind. 

The worst part is that they wear school uniforms, ugly school uniforms(white shirt, red tie and a red plaid skirt). I hate looking like everyone else. I like to be unique. We wear uniforms at my old school as well but some days we could wear whatever we wanted. We could style our uniforms too, it just needed to be in black and white.

Why couldn't they send me off to a boarding school back home? They wanna get rid of me so bad, huh? They want to forget I exist? Just like they did to my brother?

Let me tell you how it all happened.

*flashback*

I was laying down on my bed reading a magazine when I heard my mom scream my name.

"Ruby!!"

Oh Lord. Why so loud?

"Yes?" I shouted

"Get down here"

I rolled my eyes

 "So extra"  I mumbled

I got off my bed and made my way downstairs, happily hopping all the way down, unaware of what was about to go down, unaware of the moment that would change my life.

I walked into the living room where my parents were seated. They were watching the news.

"You called?" I said with an attitude

I instantly regretted it when I noticed their stone hard faces. They didn't look happy at all. They looked incandescent. For once in my life I was scared.

"Sit down and watch" my mom said. 

It wasn't an ordinary statement. It was an order.

Without a single protest I sat down. What am I supposed to be watching? I don't watch the news.

The newscaster started narrating the headlines for the evening.

'The President's Daughter; Ruby Adams was arrested by the police again last night. She was caught driving above the speed limit in a drunken state. Her mom; the first lady, came to bail her out before dawn. She...'

My dad put off the Tv before she could finish

Oh...this is reason why they're angry? There was no harm done. My friends and I went for a party. We got drunk. I attempted to drive home and I got caught. Big deal. That's what most normal teenagers do