Evelyn's POV:
The car skidded to a halt and i awoke with a start. Shopping trips on Oxford street always seem to exhaust me and with it being such a long journey back to school it's no surprise that i had fallen sleep in the car, to be honest I'm lucky Lucas even let me travel so far without a whole team of security considering the lengths he's being going to protect us recently.
Chloe and I have always loved Oxford street at Christmas time so when she suggested that we take a spontaneous trip and my brother agreed I called the car service in a blink of an eye so here we are now pulling into school, laps laden with bags from all our favourite shops. We went a little bit overboard to the point where not all of the bags would fit in the back but you know it's not like either of us are short on money plus when you have 4 brothers to buy gifts you end up getting a lot and i may have bought myself a few things as well but school has been very taxing, I needed a treat. Chloe on the other hand well I don't know what her excuse for spending so much is but i guess she has always been a compulsive shopper. Really if someone was to even glance into our separate bags they probably wouldn't believe that we were friends with Chloe having a much softer taste than my daring outfits in fact they probably wouldn't even have to look in the bag before making such an assumption my bold fashion statements, strong personality and striking face with prominent cheek bones and a glare so cold it could make even the most powerful recoil compared to the kindness and elegance that radiates of chloe definitely makes for a surprising friendship but I've known her since I first moved to the grey boarding school we call home and she was the only one who didn't talk to me to get close to my brothers or because of my powerful family status.
You see my brothers and I moved to England to attend Bradford boarding school after are parents were killed in a hit and run on the busy streets of New York. Whilst our lives were ruined in many senses we were fortunate to have come from a very rich background and could therefore still manage to live more than comfortably but we all agreed that we could not bare to stay in America after what had happened and we didn't really feel like moving back to Italy where we had lived prior as we didn't want to burden our grandparents. Our mother was born and raised in Italy to a very humble background and then she fell into an abusive relationship that she eventually ran from taking my three older brothers with her. She ran to the USA where she met my loving father and had me and my twin Chase and although we did not all have the same father we were always a perfect family until they got ripped away from us, I like to think that they are watching over us although I'm pretty sure they wouldn't be proud of a lot of things I have done.
I was snapped out of my reminiscing by the driver opening the car door "we have arrived miss Asterio let me take your bags"
"Thanks Ted but how many times do you need me to tell you that you can call me Evelyn"
"Im under strict orders from master Asterio not to do that miss"
Internal sigh
Well i guess it was worth a try
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Pretty boy
Teen FictionA story of love, hate and anger A tale of two worlds colliding With important choices to make, a broken family and the world constantly spinning around her will it be too much for Evelyn to handle Evelyn comes from a rich family and a lot of people...
