Sometimes in life you have to make decisions that don't please others, decisions that end up hurting the ones you love, decisions that are selfish, but decisions that make your life better.

I had to make one of those decisions.

I live in a small island of the coast of California, it's owned by four very rich families, it's beautiful, but so lonely. Not many people live here, only about 100.

I live with my mom Janine Hathaway, in a small beach house; my father was never around. My mom is a maid for one of the founding families, the Dragomir's. We're not rich, we're far from it, but we have money and we always make the best of it, we don't really have a choice.

I've always wanted a better life for me, always dreamt of having the world on my hands, but of course it was only a day dream.

I could never have that.

And sometimes I was okay with it.

Until I saw my mother come home, tired of working for more than 12 hours, trying to keep us alive.

My boyfriend, Eddie, and my friend, Mia, say to stop dreaming. That life wasn't meant for us.

And maybe it wasn't, but I wasn't done dreaming.

I wanted the money the Dragomir's had. Lissa Dragomir was my friend, always trying to help me out, but I didn't want charity work.

The founding families were rarely around, always in California, living the better life.

I envied them and hated them for it. I would do anything to have that kind of life, to help my mother and myself out.

So when the other three founding families came to the island, I took my chance.

Maybe I was ambitious, selfish, but sometimes, that's what you need in order to survive.

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I've had this idea in my head for a very long time.

I'm not sure if I should continue it.

So review and tell me! :)