Life Of The President's Daughter

"Hey Bella, do you know when your dad is coming to pick you up?" I say while nervously checking the time. "He said ten minutes 3 minutes ago, why are you acting like such a jitter-bug Rebecca"

Inside I know I should tell her the truth but who knows, she could have a load of spy's following her, or even worse she is a spy. Ugh what am I thinking, I must be paranoid. Shut up inner Becca, no you shut up, ughhhh.

I guess this kind of thinking just comes when you have a secret life, or more like your life is a secret. Oh well, I can't change the fact that my father is president.