Zodiac 2: Taurus

Prolouge

THERE was only 1 word to describe Kamyll Manley,

Untamed.

I woke up and sat up on my bed, I looked around and check what time was it. 12:00 in the afternoon. I overslept again, but that's a good thing, I thought. At least I had the rest I needed breaking up with Levi Collin yesterday was a total big decision. I had the guts to break up with the president's son.

Maybe because I have my personal reasons and people expect us to be together. I mean daughter of the most handsome model and gorgeous Miss universe? What do they expect from me, perfectness and beauty? That's what, only 2 words I will get wild. Wild enough to make others wild.

Does that make sense?

I hated the people who expect more from me, I've been doing good for the last 20 years of my life. Mother and father always wanted a baby girl and here they have me.

Yes, there were ups and downs in my life but still, I don't care. This is life this is how it goes, name 1 life without ups and downs. A plant? Animals eat them, and pee on them. A pen? After the ink is empty people just throw it away. A billionaire? They crave attention and love from the people they care about.

Life.........

I read the message on my phone, it was from my best friend Isle Quinn.

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From: Isle
Kams where the hell are you? It's already past 10 and the boys are waiting for you.
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Oh, I forgot...silly me...

I groaned and went out of bed and went straight to the bathroom. I was having a little head ached after the party I threw yesterday. I mean it's worth it's I was happy, and I was having the best night ever. Well, probably the 30th best night. After taking a cold shower I put some crop top and some denim shorts on with a little make-up, and a messy bun and touch the outfits with some accessories.

I looked at the mirror and saw what I looks like. Is this enough? I thought. Is this enough to let these judgmental people be happy?

Probably not, like I care. Again.

I snapped out of it and went on my way, the school will start tomorrow and I still need to finish that 13 pages essay that was due like what? 15 months ago?

I don't care, at all. Which is the best part. Why am I like this? Genes? Or is it because I'm mentally unstable. Just a young woman who is under a lot of pressure and a painful past. Thinking about it just made me- I don't even wanna say it.

I FINALLY arrived at the place where we will have the fucking photoshoot for the magazine that people are dying to get their hands on. Of course, featuring the Manley siblings, what do you expect from them? Wealth? Done. Perfectness? Done. Beauty? Done. Love? Hmmm well, we'll find out.

I have self-love, I think that's enough...

"Your late, sorellina (little sister)" Giancarlo said as he smirk looking at me. Speaking of a smirk, I did the same thing to him. We have been closed since we were little and when Giancarlo has to leave for college we were never close unlike before. I was the one who distanced myself, it's either I'm angry or being mature. Or, it's about the past......

"Scusa fratello maggiore (Sorry older brother), shall we start the photoshoot?" I asked at the same time paused, "I still have to continue my essay" I said as I left and went to Isle who was busy picking a look for me. And to be honest, I'm just using that lame excuse.

"Well, that was harsh" Isle said as she pin my hair back. And then she applied some little touch-ups, "Isle you know why I'm not gonna be close to him" I said as I scan thru my phone. Isle just nodded and continue applying some highlights on my nose.