Decided to just start to write this enjoy!
(This is an introduction type of chapter. Chapter 2 will be as well.)
Tori's POV
I'll never fully understand why I was given the life I had. I wasn't quite sure what I did wrong. All I knew was that I was forced to live in Hell for all I was concerned.
My mother abandoned me when I was a baby, leaving dad and I to fend for ourselves.
That is, until she walked into the picture.
Her name was Marisol and I'll never understand what my dad saw in her.
She was evil.
She was horrible.
…..And she became my new mother.
Now, of course, with the new mom I got the whole package of siblings. I mean, isn't that always how this works out?
So aside from Marisol I got Miranda and Mandy. Sisters from below.
Dad seemed to be the only one in the family to actually care about me and even then he always agreed with Marisol on everything.
By the age of 10 the worst day of my life arrived and I'll never forget it as long as I live. I don't know how anyone could. I remember watching the footage of the burning plane debris on the TV. I remember receiving the phone call. All I knew was that the last part of me having a peaceful life left on a business trip to Texas and would never come back.
Life went downhill from there to be honest. I was treated like a maid, having to wait on Marisol, Miranda and Mandy hand and foot.
I never had the chance to be a kid, basically.
Life is still hard seven years after that, age 17. I'm still forced to be a save to my "Family" and barely have anything to myself.
I have my thoughts and my music.
That's all.
Well, I have Savannah, My best friend who I consider family.
And there's him….
But, He doesn't count.
He has no clue I exist.
His name is James and I'm hopelessly in love with him.
He's a pop star.
I'm a nobody.
Simple as that.
And that's how it always will be…