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super rich kids— frank ocean.
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Ares was home alone... again.
well if you didn't count the gardener, the maids, and whoever else her fathers had hired to maintain the Beverly Hills home that over looked the city. leaving herself to find comfort in the people who were here, and that didn't include her father.
The sun had risen, the star rising from the horizon and letting its light flood her room. it's rays pulling Ares out her slumber and back with the land of the living. As she blinked, she felt irritation fill her— she had woken up before her alarm. The loud alert sounding throughout the room as she sat up and soon after it was silenced came the knock of Marie.
"I'm up Marie." she called out to the older woman, as she continued to take a breather. she'd have to face the world again today.
The only plus side of rolling out of her bed was the people she'd see when she got to school, four people who loved and supported her through the hardest thing she'd had to over come.
So with a huff she stood and stretched her body, blowing out a breath she sauntered to the bathroom to begin her day.
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