The devil [UNEDITED]

▪️New Beginning▪️

*EDITED*

IVY

It was a beautiful morning. I was excited out of my senses. I was  going away to college. Freedom was the solitary thing I could consider. My folks were astounding individuals however a tiny bit controlling. They cherished me, but they needed everything in my life to be great and gave no space for botches at all.

I went inside the bathroom and brushed my teeth before taking a bath. It was a new beginning and I deserved a bath. I like to be clean first. I loathed eating before my shower. I came out, dried and chose my garments. I checked my luggage and saw if I had everything and double checked again.

I wore my black and white stripped shorts, a white thin sleeve top, a black and white Vans and put my hair in a pony.

I took a glance at my appearance in the mirror. I was 5'2. I was really slender. Not on the grounds that I don't eat but since I had the metabolism of a Ferrari. I have skin ,bit lighter than espresso, yet wrecked with spots and what not and short hair just beneath my shoulder.

So, a fast look at my life here in LA. I'm my parent's first girl. I was trained to be a Musician. I delighted in it toward the start however then I discovered that my genuine interest is, was and consistently will be Economics. I realize that sounds unusual. Be that as it may, I love numbers. Presently, I was disappearing to Columbia University in NYC. I planned to contemplate monetary financial aspects with two of my closest companions. I made some awful memories in school and they were consistently there for me. My folks actually were in a stun because of my choice yet were supportive of my decisions.

"Ivy Morningstar, get your ass down or you will miss your fight"

I heard my sister Lisa shouting.

"Coming! "I screamed back.

At the point when I went down, I saw my dad and mom sitting in the kitchen when our dear cook Martha was joyfully making Pancakes.

My parents looked up at me and smiled.

"Someone's going to be independent " My dad said.

"Yes "I said going around and hugging him

"At least let me buy you an apartment. You, Morgan and Cynthia can stay there" he said.

"No papa, I want to do all of it on my own. Plus, we already rented an apartment" I said

"Please listen to your father Ivy"

"No mama, but if I need any help you will be the first I would rely on"

I said reassuringly. I plunked down and swallowed Martha's pancakes one final time. Just after I completed, I felt my phone vibrating.

"Hello"

"Hey! We are here" Cynthia and Morgan screamed.

"I'll be out in a second" I cut the call and turned to my parents and hugged them. Both of them were tearing up which made me cry.

It was going to be very hard. I was going to miss them terribly. I was very close with the both of them.

"Call us when you reach" I heard my mama screaming.

"Okay mama, I love  you" I shouted back.

I saw both my friends waiting in a cab outside the massive gate of my mansion. My parents are rich. Filthy rich . But I never wanted their money. I knew money was just going to corrupt people.

Cynthia was sitting in the front seat. She had brown hair cut in waves and a short length. She was around 5'11 and the tallest. She had milk skin. Morgan on the other hand was complete opposite. She was extremely pretty with chocolate skin and dark brown hair with blue highlights.

Cynthia was going to do Pre med in NYU and Morgan was going to dance school.

I ran to the cab, put my luggage in the trunk and hopped in with Morgan. We all waved goodbye to my parents.

The car took us to the airport. We quickly put our luggage in cargo and got on the flight.

My new life begins.

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