If This Is Love 2

Part 1

Okay here comes another one of my old stories. i had started posting this on wattpad before but i deleted it later and decided to update the first "if this is Love" and then post this after i was done with it. Both the stories have no relation thought, if you haven't read that one, you can still read this one as they are completely different. Okay happy reading guys. :)

Part 1

I grew up watching old school romantic movies where each and every girl was waiting for a prince charming, as for me, I decided my life was going to be different, I wasn't going to sit around and wait for a prince charming to come and save my life or whatever, I was going to be the princess I was born to be and I was going to save myself from all the shit without waiting for a prince charming to do it.

Let the first Paragraph not fool you, I wasn't born in a Royal family so definitely I wasn't a princess but I belonged to one of the richest families in Mystic falls. Mystic falls was basically a small town located in the eastern sides of America without many people having an idea of its existence, but all in all, it was home.

Today was the day when I was supposed to start my university after the long summer holidays we had, I was up at my usual time and standing in front of my huge wardrobe for over half an hour deciding on what to wear.

Anyone who knew me, knew five things about me, I was super rich, I owned almost a whole mall as my wardrobe, my love for black was inevitable, I could conquer the world in right shoes and last but not the least, I would never give a shit about anything in the world unless it was related to my family or friends, ladies and gentlemen, that is Khushi Singhania for you.

I got dressed in a beautiful pair of back jean, black tee and a black leather jacket over it, not to forget my black ankle boots, whoever said 'Playing dress up begins at age five and never stops' was right as hell, I stood in front of the mirror with my curling iron, I curled my hair to perfection and then put on my usual make up, I would never step out of the house without the perfect winged eyeliner it gave a different look to my beautiful hazel eyes, and a bold red lipstick.

Once I was ready I stood in front of the huge mirror opposite my bed, I loved how much time God took in making me, I looked terribly hot.

"Look at you looking as perfect as ever." Kitty said as she walked inside my kind sized bedroom admiring my beauty it awe, I completely understood it, if I were here, I would admire me too.

Kitty, Aka Katherine, she was one hell of a woman, she was just a bit taller than me and I guess we had the same body size because she could fit in my clothes. She was a beautiful brunette with dark brown eyes compares to my hazel ones. Anyway kitty was one of my closest friends, she and I were kind of neighbors, her mansion was a few feet away from mine so we always went to the university together.

"I love what you are wearing but..." I rolled my eyes at her as I scanned her from top to bottom looking at what she was wearing.

Kitty was a huge fan of dresses, I don't remember ever seeing her dressed in a trouser or a jean or even shorts, the most comfortable clothes on earth were like enemies to her.

I loved dresses but only when someone else wore them, I was the jean and shorts kind of a girl although I tried wearing dresses but every time I did, I remembered it was a disaster.