Rizzo's POV
"Dad, we were only having fun... Calm down!"
"Fun?!" My dad exclaimed, as if it were disgusting. "Do you know where fun will get you in business?! NOWHERE! How are you ever going to take over our business?!"
I growled. "I don't want to!!! I don't want to be CEO of a company that makes plates out of porcelain and ivory! Ivory is made of elephant bone! THAT'S ANIMAL CRUELTY! AND DON'T YOU GET I WANT SO MUCH MORE THAN THIS BORING, PROVINCIAL LIFE?!"
My father glared out if me. "Shima would've been glad to take over the company! He would be grateful for all the wonderful things he'd have. He wouldn't take it for granted like you do, Rizzo!"
Tears filled my eyes at the mention of my younger brother's name. After 10 years, his death still gets to me. I should've stopped Rin and Shima... But I didn't expect them to get hurt.
"SHIMA THIS! SHIMA THAT! WE ALL LOVED SHIMA! BUT HE WAS YOUR FAVORITE! HE WOULD'VE DONE WHATEVER HE WAS ASKED!" I screeched. "HE WANTED TO BE HEAD OF THE BUSAJIMA COMPANY! BUT I WANT TO DO SOMETHING WITH MY LIFE BESIDES ORDER PEOPLE TO USE BONES AND CLAY TO MAKE CUPS AND PLATES!"
"Shima was my favorite! He's better than you and your idiot sisters!"
He just crossed the line. I grabbed a porcelain vase off of my parents bureau, and threw it to the ground shattering it. He looked furious. "Oops!" I said mockingly, walked out, and slammed the door. I slid down to the floor and cried. I don't cry often; only when my father talks to me. All he ever does it criticize me and belittle me. This has to be some verbal child abuse.
I walked into Rin's room to wake her up, but she was awake; probably from all the fighting. "Rizz... Are you alright?"
I looked away, avoiding eye contact. "Yeah... Akira's just being a bitch again..." I refuse to call him my father. He never treated me like a daughter. I won't treat him like my father.
I went to my room, and instead on wearing the school uniform, I grabbed a black denim skater skirt and a blue, white, and purple flannel shirt.
I want more than to be a CEO. I don't want to be the monopoly man. Just like Belle from "Beauty and the Beast"; I don't want to stay in Japan forever. I want to travel. I want to see America, France, Egypt, Argentina, Australia. I want more than a provincial life.
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"Want another piano lesson today, Princess Rizzo?" Someone asked from behind me. My face burned as I saw the self proclaimed "King" of the host club.
"Nah... I'd prefer to learn from a real teacher, not some teenage pretty-boy." Tamaki paled, gasped dramatically, ran to the corner, and curled up in a ball.
"Uh... Dude, is there something wrong with you?" I quizzed.
He walked back to his seat. "I can teach you anything. I'm a great piano teacher."
"You have no proof of that."
He put on a puppy dog face. Oh no... "Please, Rizzo... Give me a chance?"
"Ugh... Fine..."
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I approached the music room the same time as yesterday to see my sister's there. I smirked. "You 2 here to get some action, eh?" I teased.
"NO WAY!" Rinny squealed.
"Why are you here?!" Viviana quizzed.
I blushed and looked away. "Just a piano lesson..."
Immediately, Rin made kissing noises and Viviana made lovey dovey sounding sighs.
My face turned redder. "YOU BOTH SUCK AND ATE EVIL!!!" I screamed, opening the door and running in. I climbed into the chair, along with Tamaki, his hands moving ever so softly, and perfectly.
My dream is to become a pianist, a true artist, someone who can change the world of music..that's the dream I hope to achieve..one day I will, I will change the music lifestyle forever.
