"Prologue
*Summers POV*
I'm over annoyed right now. I just run up the stairs not caring in the world if I getting some mud on the carpet, or if I'm making a "ruckus" slamming my feet down every step I take. I don't know why, though. They aren't gonna change their minds.
I'm Summer, Summer Jackson by the way. I know nothing cool about this name. I hate it. No originality in site, about my name or in this case about me. Except for the fact that I'm tall. I'm 17 and 5' 10". I feel like a giant.
I have the brown hair with blue eyes, normal face. Im skinny, not that size 0 but I have some curves, not alot but its something.Can't sing. Can't draw. Can't play music, but there is one thing that I've always enjoyed doing, dance.
Yes dance my only escape from the reality that I live a life where my parents are those millionaires. My moms the CEO of 'Ariel' this teen shop that's overtaking the world. My dads a successful business man that I don't even know what he does.
It took forever for my parents to let me do dance, my mom always imagined me as the soccer playing type, mainly because she wanted me to be the 'jock' model of Ariel. But I convinced them right now she thinks I take ballet. But I'm so impatient. I take hiphop instead, the beat of the music just helps me get lost. My parents don't know, they aren't gonna figure out they never go to my performances anyways. I guess that's ok. I'm not really close to them. Always they are on 'business trips' I think it's to get away from me. I used to have a nanny but I'm to old for that now. I just have the butlers watch us.
I know, a 'butler' ,and I'm an ungrateful spoiled brat, right? Well not anymore. That's the reason why I was storming up the stairs. Before I know it I threw my self on the bed, but giggling because the I squished around, man I'm gonna miss this waterbed. As I lay there I flash back to what happened only minutes before
*Flashba..." http://wattpad.com/story/4349017
