MR PRESIDENT'S DAUGHTER✓

CHAPTER THREE✓

VANESSA POV:

I groaned at the sound of my alarm interrupting my peaceful sleep .As I   lazily crawled out of the bed  heading straight to the shower.

This was how irritating my life was with my activities for the day already been scheduled. I had to wake up exactly 7:00am every morning. Freshen up , dress , have breakfast then go for some stupid official function all in the name of being a president's daughter.

Unlike me who hated every bit of this life. Mom actually loved and enjoyed it proudly.

After showering I wrapped my hair in a towel as I wrapped one around my body. Making my way to my extremely huge walk in closet. Which has  been filled with anything a girl would want and need. Unwrapping the towel around me I pulled out a black bra with matching pants .
I wore my favorite purple morning coat and flip flops sitting down on the chair while I sent in my hair stylist .

"Enter " I allowed knowing it was my stylist when there was a knock on my door.

"Good morning Lady Vanessa . How was your night?" Janet my stylist asked the moment she entered.

" Stressful as always " I answered . As she started dry up my hair . Janet was a pro where it came to hair styling and makeup that's why mom employed her to work for the family. We chatted  until she had perfectly styled my hair and touched it up with some light make up .

"How is it ?" She asked doing her finishing touches .

" Beautiful! As always Janet....such a pit it won't last for long since you will be styling my hair again for tonight's dinner party. " I muttered chuckling . Earning a sad puppy face from her .

"Ok I must be on my way see you tonight though" Janet said quickly packing her tools. Rushing out of my room in a hurry and it was no doubt she was rushing to Mom's. To avoid mom's  yelling . I pitted her sometimes because being mom's stylist was a whole burden. She will scold and yell at you if you make a single mistake . That's why all the workers here feared the first Lady than  anyone.

Being on her good list was very difficult because it was really hard to impress her. Even if you did put in your best. Your best was never enough to Regina Carter , The first Lady of the United States of America.

I sighed putting on my dress for the today. Which had already been ironed neatly and placed in my closet. Today I had to wear a pink coat and tight pink pencil skirt . I am not a fan of pink but I had no choice but to wear it . Since I have been invited as the guest speaker for some breast cancer awareness function. Which I  was obligated to do being a gynecologist and the president's daughter.

Slipping my foot into my black pencil heels . I grabbed my bag then the speech which was written for me to say. I know right couldn't I write my own speech ? Of course  I could but mom had employed someone to be writing speeches  .
Which I had to spend the whole night  rehearsing. I want to write my own speeches so that it felt real and genuine any time I read them at events  . But mom did argue  it's best to avoid some errors which might disgrace us.

I walked to the hall to see breakfast perfectly set on the table. And as always it was just Mom and I  on the table for breakfast . Dad was always busy with work and official trips. So he normally had breakfast in his office that's if he is around.

"Good morning Mom" I greeted as a guard pull out the chair for me to sit.

" Good morning young lady. Hope you studied you speech careful". She responded sipping her green tea.

" Of course mother" I sarcastically answer with an eye roll . Who was I joking with.  As the  first Lady she did care  more about public affairs more than me. Usually any normal mom you will ask you "how your night went?" But my  mom, Regina Carter was an exception.

" Make sure you give an impressive speech. Remember to return  immediately so you can try your outfit for tonight's dinner dear" mom reminded after she was done with her meal . Heading out I guess to plan for tonight's event.

After eating I heading out to see my personal drive Kurt and the guards waiting for me.

"Good morning Lady Vanessa" they all greeted with me responding as I sat inside the car. Kurt spark the car as the two cars infront and behind us with guards started moving out of the white House. I sat inside glancing over my speech till we reached the occasion.

Nervousness hit me when my driver announced we had arrived. Taking in a deep breath I got out of the car wearing my black shades as the body guards quickly surrounded me . We walked towards the building where the awareness conference was being held.As the press started following behind me trying to ask some questions but due to the  guards  they were being blocked to which am thankful for. I really hated this sh*t with journalist , bloggers and media houses  bombing you with questions. Infact I hated the attention.

Two huge doors were open as I confidently walked in with the guards . Immediately the people stood up with respect smiling whiles some video my entrance.

"Ladies and Gentlemen with a standing innovation let's welcome Dr. Lady Vanessa Carter " the host announced welcoming me. Whiles the audience clapped with smiles standing. I walked in confidently  waving  to the crowd with a fake decent smile on the face before taking my seat.

I sat down trying to keep my focus on everything that was going on as a certain doctor spoke about the symptoms of breast cancer . My jaws loosen immediately ,when I  was called upon to gave my speech. With a smile on my face I got up as the crowd stood up in respect for me before sitting down. With confidence I began reading  the speech I had spent the entire night trying to keep in my head.

After about 25minutes of talking I finally finished my speech as the people clapped standing again while I took my seat. After an hour of breast cancer survivors sharing their experiences . The program finally came to an end with a little refreshments. Soon I took some pictures with some American health services personnels . Before answering some questions by the press.

"Finally " I sighed rubbing my hands on my face tired . As the cars started moving heading back home.

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