Chapter One:
My names Bonnie Alarchie I was born on the upper east side of New York or more commonly known as Manhattan. I'm 17 and considered the young generation of manhattans elite group of rich families. My mom is a fashion designer who constantly lives in Paris and probably comes and visits her family once a year, while my dad owns Alarchie enterprises one of the if not the most riches business in the world. So now you think I have the best life I live in New York go to a private school called Riverdale and can spend endless amounts of money on clothes, but believe me money's not everything to my family it a prize the winner gets the most, the most beautiful gets the top prize aka money.
Since my family has so much of it, my parents where never around they hired a nanny to do their job while they slammed doors in me and my siblings faces after a long day at work. They didn't care if we cried which is why I don't care if my dad is know in rehab getting over a drug addiction and my mother is sleeping with guys who are my age.
But I do care that my brother Blake attempted suicide at the age of 15 because of my parents never being here or caring.
Which is why know I'm saying goodbye to my life in Manhattan. Goodbye to my best friends Ella, Chace and Anna. Goodbye to my New York mansion. And hello to la push Washington D.C. where my Uncle Brad lives. There no one knows that my dads in rehab, no one knows my brother attempted suicide. I don't even think they know who we are.
Chapter 2:
'I love you and I'm going to miss you soooooo much' Ella my best friend said to me as I said goodbye to her for the final time. While zipping up my last bag of clothes, before leaving for the airport.
'I know and I'm going to miss you to' I replied heading towards the door. Ella and I walked down the three story stair case holding hands. Once at the final step I motioned the servant up to my room signalling for him to put my clothes in the car.
'You, Chace and Anna will have to come and visit me so I don't get lonely!' I exclaimed as the idea of my friends at least visiting me made me happy.
'Miss Alarchie your brother and sister are ready to go' a distant voice husky said from outside.
'Coming' I replied stepping on to the pale porch and hugging Ella goodbye once more. The last step of the porch made a whole lot of memories flood back to me of my childhood in this huge house.
I know I won't be missing the bigness I thought to myself as I slid into the sleek sedan. Closing the door behind me I turned to my three year old sister