5:04 am- "KMN" I thought in my head, as my alarm went off. "Puh-lease! Why you gotta be so aggressive?!" I shut the alarm off and smush my face into my pillow. The pillow I cuddle with since...I'm lonely. I hear footsteps coming near my room, but I don't bother to even care. The door opens.
"Rise and shine, knuckles." My 20 year older brother, Ryder, walks in and spreads my curtains away from each other.
Yep. Knuckles. That's my nickname. I get it from my favourite hobby...BOXING.
"It's so dark out." He puts his hands on his hips, mesmerized by the dark night. Or should I say early morning. "It's-*stretches to sit up*-5 in the morning, so it's obviously gonna be dark out." I tend to sit up but end up falling back down. "Come on, Harlow!" He grabs my arms and tries to pull me up. The rest of my body is relaxed. "We've been doing this for a month now, you should be used to it." He finally pulls me up and I urge to sit up.
I rub my eyes. "sigh.....well you go ahead and watch a full season of *kdrama name* in one whole night." I say with sass as I rub the sleep out of my eyes and look up at Ryder with his jaw down. "You watched an entire season?!" He yells in a whispering tone. I nod in response. He throws my stuffed animal at me. I just stare at him. "That's so bad for you!" I gave him a disgusted look. "You're actually kidding me." I get up and start making the bed.
"You have the actual AUDACITY to say that when you play games all night with your friends yelling and punching holes in your wall but yet-" I lay the last pillow down onto the bed. "You tell me it's bad to peacefully watch kdrama all night? I even peacefully cried." I walked up to him and smiled at him with my eyes closed.
He looks at me. "Now who taught you to speak like that?" He walks backwards towards my door, bowing as if he got an award. "Only from the best." I laughed. "That's what I thought! You better use those on those playboys at school, okay?" He walks out and shuts my door.
When he says "at school" he's basically meaning to how he's a college helper student at my school, which he already graduated from. I go to AmberWood Secondary School. It's...how do I say this.....a non-wealthy school? Sure.
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5:27 am- Anyways, I did my bed and then soon headed into my bathroom. Hygiene is very important. Plus, taking care of your skin. My hair was still kind of damp from the 12 am shower I had. I have very dark brown, natural wavy hair, but my eyes...my eyes are different from 'brown' and what my favourite thing about myself is. My eyes. My eyes are an emerald green.My parents both never had green eyes. "had." Past tense. It was 3 years ago, I was 11-ish as Ryder was 17. Both parents had passed from a plane crash, on they're way back from a business trip from The States back to Canada (where we're from).
The next few years pass and Ryder and I have been living off on our own. Rent being paid by our parents' money that was saved for us and money from others who helped us.
All those people who helped us and donated tons, will always be in my heart filling in the missing pieces. I know it sounds cRinGEy or whatever but....you would feel the same if you were in my place.
Now back to about my green eyes, a long time ago my dad once told me that I got my emerald eyes from my great, great, great grandma Quinn.
Great (3x) grandma Quinn was the second to have these emerald eyes out of my family ancestors, which makes me the third. I was blessed to have these coloured eyes. It's not common at all to see people with emerald green eyes.
My eyes have done A LOT for me. And when I say "A LOT" I mean it.
My eyes have been noticed by so many people that one of those people ended up being a model director. Yep, I model or whatevah. Even with my natural skin and freckles, I ended up being in the top 5 most prettiest girls WORLDWIDE.
That's where that leads me to today.
In a new mansion.
New cars (but only for my brother since he drives).
Two dogs (both Rottweilers and boys)I'm pretty popular in school but I'm not one of those "cocky girls" who brag about they're career or anything. I have gotten approximately 227 love letters from random boys in my school. Almost 600 people go to my school.
I have my own friend group. Some people try to hard to be in it but I just ignore them. There's a group of "cool girls" who think they're cool but really aren't. Try hards.
Now I know it sounds like my school is chaotic, well sometimes, but not really. I have bodyguards, Don and Ron, walking around with me when I have to go to different classes and while I'm in those classes, the guards chill in the teachers lounge. They both know my class schedule and class times so they know when to come and get me. But today I told them to take a break because they really needed it.
They were only sent because of my manager, Jesse. She's like an older sister that I never had. Very protective too. More than Ryder.
She helps plan all my photo shoots or mini-meetings, or just my life plan in general.
My friend group is part of my life. I would be gone without them.
FRIEND GROUP PEOPLE:
Zaynab (Zay)- the comedian, protector, athletic.
Rowan (Row)- athletic, simp for any girl, kinda dumb but still passing.
Arya (Ary)- the girl that Rowan mainly simps for, athletic, shy.
Regan (Re-Re)- VERY shy, funny, tries hard to get better at something but doesn't usually get better.
Axel (Axey)- second in-hand comedian by Zaynab, the nicest person ever, gay.
Lennon (Lenny)- been best friends with Arya since baby ages, clumsy, outgoing.
Jael (Jae)- hard worker, a very honest girl.
Presley (Pres)- introvert, VERY pretty, athletic.
Benji (Ben)- very loud, enthusiastic, athletic.
Navy (Nav)- short, another girl most boys simp for, viber.
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Then there's me. If I was in their perspective this is what they would all say:
"Rich, beautiful, athletic, good at everything, eye catching, dreamy, funny, loud sometimes, good at every sport, prettiest person ever, helpful, kind, giver."Those were all said from them. Each of them has at least said one of those things to me.
But anyways, I've been with this friend group since I was in diapers. Our parents were all friends back in the days where there were no rules. They all have older siblings that have been friends with Ryder for the longest time as well.
They're really the only people I'm comfortable around.
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omg i just realized how much is in this one part :0
well anyways, 💅 the next part of this chapter will be done so hope you enjoy
(also sorry if i get caught in details or whatever....my ideas go everywhere 🏃♀️)love y'all 😽
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Why The Playboy?
Storie d'amore"sup loser." "hey ugly." "shut up, I know you like me." "....in your dreams, Playboy." (basically every chapter is pretty long so sry bout that) *title page is my own photo*