Journey of the Heart (Camila/OC)

Chapter One

Author's Note: There will be mention of some other famous people and their characters may be bad influences in the story. I do not believe they are bad in real life, they just fit that bad boy/chick facade and look. :) 

Now onto the my first chapter. Hope you like it. This is my first fanfiction :D

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Your POV

I wake up to the sound of your phone ringing. I wanted to ignore the sound, but it just kept on ringing. With my eyes still shut, you aimlessly search for your phone. Knocking over a couple of things, I finally feel the ringing device in my hand. I bring it to my already hurting head.

"What?" I grumbled at the person waking me up from my sleep.

"Don't what me, missy. Do you have any idea what time it is?" Mother. Great.

"Nope," I say, popping the P to exaggerate my lack of care.

"Well for your information, it's 2. You were supposed to meet with Mr. Tanner at 12!" She yelled. I pull away the phone because my head really couldn't handle the loudness.

"Sorry?"

"You better be. We could have lost this business opportunity if it wasn't for your dad's -" I pull the phone away again, not really interested in the long story of my father's business heroics. It was always the same. I make a mistake and my father, or mother, comes to save the day. "How do you expect us to sign away the company to you when you're older?"

"Mother, can we discuss when I don't have a jackhammer pounding against my head? You and father can yell at me all you want when you get home," I suggest.

"We're not coming home. We have to take a trip to Europe for business. We'll see in a couple of weeks. While we're gone, please don't cause us anymore strife." And with that, my mother hung up on me.

Great. I have the whole place to myself. Once again. What to do???

There's only one thing to do... Go back to bed.

Once I was able to actually get out of bed, which was two more hours after getting rudely awaken from my mother. I make my way downstairs to find Charlie, my caretaker, prepping dinner.

"Finally you're awake, Alex. I was about to go upstairs to see if you were still alive," he joked.

"A long night won't kill me. The morning after, maybe. Thankfully we have drugs to help with that," I stated as I sit down on the long empty table.

"Please tell me you only took Tylenol or Aleve for your headache and not-"

"You worry too much, Charlie. And yes, I only took over the counter medicine. Besides, I don't have any more drugs thanks to Taylor (Momsen) and Justin (A/N: Don't really think they use drugs, but they fit the bad boy/chick look. Don't mean to offend anyone.)," I tell him while flipping through my phone.