FATE

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Alora POV 

 I walk into my parents house for Sunday dinner. We always go to church every Sunday and then have dinner together. My mom is an orthodontist and fashion designer and my dad is a kingpin. They have the best relationship. I have one sister, her name is  Amina and she is 2.  

Before I get too far, let me introduce myself. I am Alora Maria Hills. I am SPOILED and very single! My parents buy me everything I want and I work a job at my mom's fashion company as a model. My parents bought my house as a graduation gift, my brand new dark blue Lamborghini, and my all black Tesla Model 3. They even gave me my own black card! I have one best friend, her name is Yasmin' Denise Lewis. We met a few years ago (we were 14) when she moved into my old neighborhood. That's my bestie forever, plus my parents think she is their child so they spoil her too. Her boyfriend name is Jamir. Jamir and I have been friends since 4th grade, he was always there for me and I love him for that.  He spoils her and just treats her like a queen. They have been dating since high school, sophomore year. Kayden has been friends with me since 5th grade, he fought Jamir before they became best friends. Kayden was new when I met him and he clung to me as his first friend. So, my friend group consists of Yasmin', Jamir and Kayden. 

My sister immediately run to me and I pick her up kissing all over her face. 

"Hey LoLo!"

"Hey my baby. You wanna come spend some time with me? You can come to my house."

"YESSSS!" Amina yells. 

"Lemme talk to mom and dad first. If they say yes then you can come." 

She smiles and nod as I put her down. It was currently summer break and I knew all she was doing was summer camp, and going to my auntie house since Daniella always wanna be with Amina and our other cousins. With me, I only work two days a week so I have so much free time. I walk into the kitchen where my mom and dad are tonguing each other down. I gag loudly a couple times before they pull away. 

"Hi my lovely parents." I smile at them. 

"What do you want girl?" my mom says coming to kiss my cheek. 

"Hey baby girl" my dad speaks. 

I am a daddy's girl mostly. I love my mom so much too. But it's something about a father's love. 

"I'm taking Amina for a while. I was thinking she could spend time with me. Probably go shopping, out of town and just relax." 

"Good. We need the alone time. How long are you keeping her?" My mom asks. 

"I was thinking a month unless she wants to come back home."

"You know she never likes to leave your house" my dad says laughing. 

"Well I'm going to go pack her a bag for a while."

"Oh yea, we have guests coming over too so make sure your sister is at least presentable, please."

"Yes sir." 

I walk into the living room where Amina is on the floor rolling around. I laugh as I go grab her. She needs a bath so when we leave, she can go to bed when I take her to my house. I run her a bubble bath when we get upstairs to her room. 

"Let's pack some clothes Amina. What you wanna take?" I pick her up taking her into the closet. 

She started to pull down clothes, handing them to me. They were all bottoms so I knew I would be picking tops and shoes. I took her to the tub and let her bathe. I watch her to make sure everything is good and she is cleaning herself. That is one thing, I never worry about, my mom makes sure we knew how to clean ourselves and brushed our teeth before anything else. After she bathed, I dress her in some grey tights, a pink shirt and some cute sandals.