Prologue

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"Chloe! Are those Prada?"

"What else" I say with a grin.

Perhaps you haven't heard of me. You should have by now. My name is Chloe Bridger, and I am the daughter of Eleanor and Bruce Bridger; the founders of Bridger international.

My parents are the richest in the state. We own a few houses throughout the country: one in Southern California, one in Cape May, New Jersey, one here in Miami, and one in Houston, Texas.

We built each house. Since Bridger international is a worldwide company, we own lofts all throughout the world.

Enough about my parents, I'll explain my personal life. I go to a private school in a gated community. I am known as "queen bee". I am head cheerleader on the varsity squad, so I am above all.

Grace Hamm, otherwise known as my partner in crime, doesn't cheer, but is one of my closest friends. She lives across the street from me, and drives a matching car. We both drive silver Lexus'.

Jenna Earnhart, otherwise known as my enemy, doesn't live in my neighborhood, but decided to copy my entire life. She comes from a middle-class household, but buys her own items. She has a job at the movie theater, but that's not a large enough income to buy a brand new Chevy. Everyone believes she sleeps around and makes the cash, but I highly doubt even that combined could give her that much money.

Charles Williamson is my best friend in the entire world. He is as wealthy as I am, but is a player. People believe I am a player, but the difference is I date guys then dump them. Charles just dates but without a label. He could be "dating" five people at once, but he still is amazing. The reason we connect is we both have extremely similar personalities. I would not date him, though.

Finally, we come to Blake Fisher. I dated Blake awhile back, but we still remain close. He pretty much has a normal life, well except for the badass part. He is always doing something that could get him into trouble. The only thing that keeps him out of trouble is his coverups. I swear, he could be a lawyer someday!

My past has been rocky overall; I used to get myself into trouble.

I would sneak out, party, and get drunk. I lived this pattern from age fifteen to age seventeen. I am currently eighteen, and know much better. It all started when I dated a guy who was nineteen at the time. Yes, a fifteen year old and a nineteen year old dating. I met him at the movies one night, and we just clicked.

My friends stuck through that patch in my life, well except Jenna. We were close back then, but she betrayed me through lies, accusations, and lawsuits.

She tried to sue me for physical abuse towards her. We cleared everything up, and sued right back. This is how she went from upper-class to middle-class. I'm thankful for my parents lawyers. They got all this accomplished in under two weeks.

I am starting college next year, and majoring in fashion. I hope to have my own line sometime in the next five years.

I will be minoring in writing because I would like to get a novel published someday. I have always enjoyed writing.

I plan to attend NYU for fashion. I have to perform well in academics to receive admittance.

That's really all you need to know about me for now.

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Hello readers! I'm not sure if you know who I am. Welcome anyone who read "3:47 am". Welcome new readers, as well!

I will give you a little background information about me:
I am currently involved in cheerleading and soon to be track.
I really like coffee, slim jims, and bacon.
I love writing and hopefully can get into honors English next year
I'm really nice until you cross a line. Once you cross that line, you will understand the real definition of a bitch.
I really like country and party music, okay.
I dress to intimidate, I don't care what people think of my intentions.
I'm really clumsy.
Yeah I think that is a pretty good description of me.

I am thrilled about this story! I hope you all enjoy every part :).

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