Growing up not knowing her father and living with a mother that could care less about her.
Finally having enough of her mother Justine moved out after inheriting a large sum of money from her uncle and with her she took her little sisters.
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For the last three years I've had to balance work, school and taking care of my 15 year old twin sisters, Kay and Jay. Both having straight black hair and caramel eyes that complimented their tanned skin.
Unfortunately my mother's brother passed away and left all he owned to me, since he never had children of him own and I was his favorite niece.
My parents are of two different nationalities, my mother being Hispanic and my supposed father Italian.
I've heard very little about my father though. When mom was drunk she'd say a few things about him to me.
I've never actually met my father, mom ran away after finding out she was pregnant with me and came here, to America. She got married to her so called 'love of her life' and had the twins, but he died three years ago.
The guy was quite rich and left mom one fourth his wealth and the rest went to his two sons who were 16 year old Judd and 17 year old Alexander and the twins.
Mom came home very scarcely after her husband died and when she did she was either drunk off her ass or with some guy and believe me when I say, she never came home with the same guy twice.
After inheriting my uncle's wealth (20 billion dollar and all his belongings to be exact) and mom trying to steal it from me, with my sisters' permission we moved into his house. I mean, why would I want to take the girls from the one parent they had left, but it turns out they didn't mind.
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So I gave up my two jobs and devoted more time to being a great mother and big sister to my siblings and getting good grades.
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Beep.....Beep.....Beep......
I dramatically threw off my soft and warm duvet and pressed the off button on my alarm clock.
I padded over to my bathroom and start my morning routine. I brushed my teeth and stripped out of my pyjamas and stepped into the scortching shower. I scrubbed my body clean with my favorite shower gel and washed my hair with my vanilla and coco butter scented shampoo.
I wrapped the soft blue towel around myself and scanned to contents of my walk-in for the perfect outfit for my first day of senior year.
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I towel dried and tamed my thick and curly black hair. I never did see the sense in make up, I applied a coat of blood red lip stick and we Gucci. I took the time to look at myself in the mirror.
I stared at my doe like grey eyes that looked almost silver, plump lips and so called perfect face structure. I most likely got from my father.
I had curves in all the right places and jet black curly hair that was down to my thighs. I wasn't skinny and I wasn't fat either I was just thick in all the right places thanks to my Hispanic mother. I stood at a perfect 5'11 with flawless olive skin and I wasn't complaining. I don't care what people think either so long as I'm happy in my own skin.
I walked down the hall to my sister's room and woke them up. After lots of complaining and grumbling they took their baths and picked out matching outfits and accessories
While One was getting ready I curled the others hair and pinned it to the side as they requested. When they were all ready we skipped down stairs to the kitchen where they help me make breakfast. I made pancakes while Jay made coffee for me and Kay made eggs and bacon.
After making coffee Jay set the table and got orange juice from the fridge. We ate together while they each took turns discussing set goals for this year.
We all were deciding to sign up for the cheerleading team and the girls were planning to start a modeling career along side me.
We quickly did the dishes and and got our things ready for school.
Before leaving we took a couple of selfies for our instagram feeds since it's been a while since we've posted anything.
In our way over to the garage the twins bickered back and forth about something while I posted some pics we took, instantly the likes and comments started to sky rocket.
I wasn't a fan of attention, I hated people and crowds. The only reason I did it was because my modeling agent, Adri said the publicity helped with my career.
As soon as I opened the car I heard Jay and Kay yell "Shotgun!" at the same time.
All of a sudden all their time and energy was put into who called shotgun first. At least I know what they're bickering about now.
