Chapter 2: Tyrone

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Tyrone's POV

*knockknock *Knockknock

I rolled over in the bed groaning.  Who the hell could be at the door at this hour of the morning! I have a pounding headache from last night. I usually don't drink, but last night I caved, the boys were drinking so I joined.  Had a wicked night in the process.

I should really check the time, I really don't want to be late.  WHAT?! Half 12 in the afternoon, what the hell? Where is the Butler?  He was suppose to wake me? Why didn't he wake me? I knew he would do this, he thinks it's hilarious always playing pranks on me.  Well I'm already going to be late, I may as well answer the door as Cody, the butler, wasn't arsed. I dragged myself out the bed and went downstairs, the knocks got louder and louder. Okay dude, chill out.

"Hello?" I answered the door. Our mailman stood, the same depressed look on his face as always.

"A package for Mr and Mrs Scott," he said in a flat tone.  If  you hate your job so much pal, why don't you just fucking leave. As you can tell, I'm grouchy in the mornings.

"Well if they were here I wouldn't have answered." I stated matter of factly.  "What's in the package?" I asked curiously, it was a small enough package.

"I don't know sir, how about you sign the form, and I'll give it to you, then you can find out."  I let out a small sarcastic laugh in response.

"Fine," I muttered.  I signed the form and took the package from him, no tip for him today. 

"Oh, if you were any bit nice, I might have left you a 'nice' tip, but do you know what? Fuck you," and with that I closed the door right in his face while smiling proudly to myself.

*knockknock

What could he possible want now? I strutted over and opened the door, glaring at him.

"You forgot the bills sir," he said holding out the letters in his hand.

"Keep them." After one final look, I closed the door, and didn't move until I knew he was gone.

Once back inside and sitting on the chair, I opened the package and a brand new phone was in it, the new iPhone to be exact, and a nice note attached to it, Here love, sorry for not being around, enjoy! xx

I walked up the stairs and to Cody's room. Cody has been my butler for the past few years now.  We get on extremely well, and have grown quite close over the years.

"You were suppose to wake me up you dipshit," I playfully slapped him over the head while he just stood their chuckling.

"I'm your butler, not your alarm clock mate," he laughed while walking down the stairs in his pyjamas.

If I'm honest, Cody is more like a brother to me then a butler, I loved having him around.

Everyone seems to think that I'm just a spoiled child.  I can't blame them, a butler, a mansion and a Lamborghini, what more could a man want? All this is my parents way of saying sorry for not being around I suppose.  If I'm perfect honest, I would much prefer them around, then having all this stuff.  

I don't have any deep secrets.  I never really went through anything very traumatic in my life.  I was involved with a gang a while back, but that part of my life is over with now. That's probably the only thing I keep to myself.  I've had a pretty good life, bar my parents been absent from a lot of it, but other than that, I'm happy with my life.

My parents are never around, they are always away on business trips or something got to do with their job.  Which is why they make up for it by showering me with everything they can, I'm not complaining, I like the gifts and the presents, and if that makes me spoiled, who cares?

I'm not going to give an insight to my family because, I'm only twenty, and I barely even know my parents myself to say anything about them. My mother's name is Poppy and my father's name is Bernard.  As far as I know they work as entrepreneurs in a massive company, and that's all I do know. I'm an only child, no brother, no sisters.

After my shower, I got dressed into a pair of light blue jeans, a polo top, and a black leather jacket.  I gave one look in the mirror, checking myself out, and left to go down stairs.

<_><_><_>

"Going to get any girls this year?" He asked, raising his eyebrows at me as he made the breakfast.

"If I'm lucky," I laughed, pouring myself a glass of orange juice.  "Want some?" I asked, before putting the carton back into the fridge.  He shook his head in response. 

"You know, you could always just continue your romance with Daisy?" He said, placing my fry on the plate, along with his own. 

I'm not a player, before anyone get's the idea.  I mean, I am good-looking, obviously. I have sallow skin, dark blue/green eyes, brown hair and an undying charm all the girls fall for, but I don't sleep around with every girl I see.

"I'd rather not," I laughed.

"She's hot," he shrugged, spooning some scrabbled egg into his mouth.

"I don't know man, why don't you bang her," I laughed as Cody's face dropped. 

I've sent a request along with a generous tip into the college to make sure I'm roomed with someone to my preference.  Then at least I know I won't be paired with some jackass or meathead. A lot of my old high school friends also got accepted here, its going to be one hell of a blast let me tell you that.

I can not wait.

"I'll see you soon Cody," I bro hugged it out, then sat into my beautiful baby.

"Stay safe," he winked through the window, earning a smirk from me.

"Don't I always," I winked back, then sped off down the road.  Man I love this car.

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AUTHORS NOTE
Hope ye are enjoying it so far, this chapter has just been edited, so guys I'm sorry if this seems different to when ye read it before, I've added in extra! Enjoy!

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