CHAPTER ONE (1)

KIMBERLY'S POV_______

Well, everyone tells the story of how great their life is, but this time it's mine.

My name is Kimberly Ravenseye, I know my last name is so weird, it is actually pronounced as 'Ravens eye', as in Raven and eye.

I never knew why I have a weird last name, but it never bothered me. I am 17, I'll be 18 in three months, I am an only child.

I live in New York City, and I have an interesting life, actually I lied, the only interesting thing in my life is my boyfriend, his name is Frederick, I call him Freddy. Whenever I talk to my friends about him, they always wish to meet him, but I always give a lousy excuse, FYI he's imaginary.

   My parents are, Alfred and Claudia, and I really love them, not exactly, I just love my dad, my mom is a pain in the a*s.

I am a person who cares about straight A's. One time my mom begged me to get a 'B, or a 'C', I tried, but I disappointed her, instead I got an A++.

I don't care about fashion, last year I once wore a tank top and a jersey short to the beach. The best dress I ever wore to school was screaming "Did you look in a mirror"

  My classmates nicknamed me 'Reads a lot', but it didn't bother me, because I had my best friend McKenzie.

She was a free and happy person, she was one of the popular girls in school. Sometimes I wondered if she became  my friend because of my parents wealth.

  We just graduated from high school, and I wish to attend Princeton University in New Jersey. I've been working on that, that's why I study so much.

  It is summer, my parents decided we will spend our holiday in France (Where my mom's from) but I never knew that the summer holiday will transform my life.

'Grrrrrr' the alarm clock rang so loud and it woke me up from my dream of kissing Owen, the cutest boy in school, my high school crush.

I looked at the clock, it was 04:00 AM. "Who the hell set the alarm at four?" I yelled. My mom walked in and said "I did. Today is Saturday, we will be leaving for the hanger, Moira will pack your things, we will leave in thirty minutes." 

I checked the time again just to be sure, because my mom was already pissing me " Mom, it takes just 7 hrs 19 minutes to get to France from here. Why are we going so early?" I said.

My mom said nothing and walked out of the room, which means, "Get your a*s down in thirty minutes or ..."

   I got up from the bed slouching and walked to the bathroom to take a shower. When I was taking a shower, my life flashed before my eyes.

I thought about my dressing and other stuff, it made me feel strange, I wanted to be like other girls. After I had my bath, I decided to do something about my look, so I wore something different.

I put on my prom dress, a wig I used in a play for extra credit when I was in high school and a contact lens McKenzie gave me instead of wearing glasses. I felt like a new person.

  When the Moira our nanny was done packing my things, I carried the bag and headed to the car in the garage. I put my bag in the trunk and entered the car, my parents were already sitting. My parents noticed me and my mom started laughing. "What's funny?" I asked. My mom replied "Are you joking? You look funny, like your music teacher, MRS. Smith. You'll be an adult soon, but your fashion sense is broken, you are a fashion disaster."

I was so furious, my mom always made me feel like I don't belong to the world. I glared at her and she scoffed. I checked the time again it was 05:35 AM.

   When we got to the hanger, my mother's secretary, Miss Jeanne was waiting for us, she took the car back home, we entered the jet and got settled, waiting for the pilot.

We left by 06:45 AM because my mom went back home to get her expensive ring. 😒

   After 7 hours and 20 minutes we  got to France, it was already 01:55 PM.

The place wasn't bad as I thought. I haven't been to France, but I heard about it from my mother and someone of my classmates that boasted about their visit to France. I thought they were exaggerating.

  The grandmother that I never knew I had, arranged a Limo with a hot guy as the driver and a house for us once we arrive.

While we were in the limo, my dad was on a phone call with his secretary talking about work, and my mother was criticizing the dressing of the ladies who came to the party she attended yesterday in a magazine she was reading.

She dropped the magazine and said to me "You know you won't be in that trash sack you call an outfit when we go to meet my mother." I grinned

"what do you mean by that?" I asked and she replied in a second " once we get to the house, I'll give you a makeover, I don't want you to look like a fool walking around with me."

I said in a sharp tone " Mom, you can't tell me what to do, or control my life." I watched her behavior, she was not happy with my reply and I knew she was going to talk about how awesome her life is...

" I got married to your father when I was a year older than you, and he was just 20, you never know, we may meet a cute guy just right for you."  Though I couldn't say it out, in my mind, I was really cursing her.

She was never there when I needed her, she was always busy with work, same with my dad, I was always with McKenzie and her family, they own a bakery and they all work together, but I hardly see my parents, especially my mom, now she wants to be in control of my life.

Made me remember how selfish my mother is.