Who she is, Isn't

What's with the respect ?

Laila started unpacking, she wondered what his wife would be like, just as nice as Richard ? Mean ? She wondered these things as she hung up her clothes in the small walk in closet, she heard a door 

close downstairs and then speaking she couldn't exactly hear what they were saying but she guessed it was his wife. She hear footsteps coming up the stairs and she quickly scampered to the bathroom connected to her room holding some clothes, she knew she was being dumb and needed to meet these people, but she always dressed to impress, she wouldn't be seen in a pair of black leggings, pink docs and a bright bubble gum pink Victoria's Secret PINK hoodie; she slowly undressed and got into the bathtub with warm water filling it, she hoped school tomorrow would be okay, and nobody would recognize her, she knew there was a reason for her stay and thinking of her dad in trouble gave her shivers.

she took a bath using the shampoo they had left by the tub and after she was done she heard Richard call her down for dinner, she slipped on a loose fitted dress that was light blue, a knitted cardigan that reached her butt over it and a pair of nude flats and braided her hair back and went downstairs after applying some mascara.

she walked into the dining room where the music was playing, the room was gorgeous, very spacious with huge windows and there was a long table that was set up with three plates and the food was set, Richard was already seated at the end of the table and his wife walked in she hugged Leila "oh my dear, you're so big, when your father talked about you he made you sound like you were only a girl, but my you're a young lady" she said with a friendly smile, "I'm Julia, but you can call me whatever you'd like" she said with her friendly smile plastered on her face making Laila feel much better,

"I'm... Laila" she said and cracked a smile "it's nice to meet you, thank you for letting me stay here" she said looking at Julia and then took a seat at the table, "so how old are you Leila ?" She asked while she brought in more food, "I'm almost 18" she replied as she served a little bit of everything onto the plate, "oh, so you're still in school ?" Leila nodded for the umpteenth time "yup, I'm graduating this year, then I'm not sure I might go to college but there are other things I wanna do" she rambled on while Julia sat across the table, she listened and once Laila was done talking they said grace.

After dinner everyone headed off to bed seeing as it was already 10 pm, of course they hadn't ate the whole time, they had talked and Richard explained the rules about the animal, Laila would get her own choice horse BUT she had to work for it, it was like they were her actual parents.

That night Laila set up her outfit for tomorrow, it consisted of, her black riding boots with pretty studs, a pair of jeggings, an Abercrombie&Fitch unicolored navy tank, and her Free Hugs hoodie and Hollister snow coat, she changed from her clothes she had just worn and threw them into the cute cow hamper that was in the closet, she threw them in and slipped into her pink silk PJs, she slipped under the covers of the small single person bed and looked up at the ceiling before turning off her lights and watched as glow in the dark stars filled her vision and soon enough she was out.

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Laila heard her phone go off annoyingly, she huffed getting out of bed she stripped down changed and went downstairs where the smell of breakfast filled her nostrils, Laila made her way to the place she remembered was the dinning room from yesterday.

Surely enough Richard and Julia were eating breakfast "morning " she chirped and sat down in the same spot she had sat yesterday, she picked up a yellow mug with a pink flower and she poured come off into it and added two tea spoons of milk and one of milk, she saw the time "what time does school start ?" She asked, Julia looked up " at 8 the bus usually passes 7:30, but Ric will take you since it's your first day of school here " she said, Laila muttered curse words under her breath "it's 7:35 Ric" she informed him.

He nodded getting up wearing the same type of clothes he had worn yesterday but obviously they weren't the same, "I'll get the car out you get you backpack " he said sounding very much like the father she never had around.

Once she had gotten her purple book bag with a purple sequined star in the center she hopped into the truck with Richard and the drove off to school that was 25 minutes away give or take. The moment she arrived she could feel people's eyes on her, she was used to it from her previous school, she hopped out with her expensive bag and walked towards the school confidently, she turned and waved to Richard before pushing the large double-doors open, as she walked in for the first day of school, people stared at her, and of course they would, she had just gotten here yesterday, nobody knew who the hell she was or where she was living.

Laila or as she would have to call herself from today to the end of the school year 'Lilian' made a beeline to the secretary where she needed her schedule and she stood there impatiently while the secretary, a girl who looked no more then 22 was flirting with jocks, her top showed more then it covered and her jeans were skin tight, her bleach blonde hair in a tight up-do and her makeup was caked on her face after clearing her throat numerous times, 'cake face' as Laila had chosen to call her turned in her chair glaring, "name ?" She said sounding annoyed, "Lilian Chamberlen" she uttered also annoyed, she watched as both 'cake-face's eyes widened along with the jocks, she quickly typed out and gave her the schedule and lock and locker number, Laila left slightly confused.

Who the hell was Richard and why did people getting instantly respectful when they said his last name ? She'd have to ask Richard that when she got a chance.

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A/N: chapter two finished, I think it's short and not very exciting but chapter three is where the story begins, this was just a filler 

Buhbyee !

-Tivii