NEKODA
I'm just your average girl. To me, I think my life's bad, but you know I got used to being a loner with no friends, kind of spending time with my mom like once a blue moon. I was told that things would get better between my mom and I when we moved back to England. You see, I was a dorky girl back in Ohio, US. My mother decided to move back to London, because she got a position in some big U.K magazine as a journalist. Before my mother would always work late, and when she came home she wouldn't even talk to me as much. She was hardly there for any of my recitals; she was the normal busy mother. My father died before I was born so I didn't know him, but I do have other family members, kind of. The house keepers and my driver practically raised me; the maid, Linda, the Cook, Craig and the butler, Paul along with my Driver, Charles. They all took care of me. The reason why my mother can afford these workers is because, I happen to be rich. Well, my father is anyways and when he died, I got everything. My mother and father decided I should have everything in case something happened to both of them. Since I'm not old enough to claim for all of that dough, it's my mother's… For now. I would call myself insecure. Although, deep down inside I know that I am, outgoing, fun, flirty, and amazing. If only that inner personality could just come out! But who am I kidding? That'll never happen.
This summer, instead of hanging out with my so called 'family' I found myself attached to this website. It's a virtual world you create an avatar and you could be who you wanted to be. Now of course I could be the secret super sassy girl, I think I am… deep deep. DEEP down inside. Or, someone completely different. I chose to be a girl named Alice, from CANADA. I've talked to great people. Had a little fun, until I met this guy. He was perfect, but he loved this Alice and not the real me. She was outgoing, fun, and just. What people would call, 'a blast in a glass' But behind the screen i was a dorky girl with glasses. A curly haired ginger, I had freckles but at least it didn't look like the bag of freckles exploded over my face like some gingers. Now, I've had a good amount of boyfriends on the site but Shaun, was different. He asked if I'd meet him, this 17 year old. This god. Wanted me to meet him but I couldn't, the insecure girl behind the computer screen broke. We ended our relationship and I've never been on since. Even though it'd be good to know what having a boyfriend it feels like, since I never had a real one before, I rather die alone and that is my intention. Here I am, sitting in my car on my way to a new school. I'm sure I'll be a loser like last year... and have no friends. What if everyone will hate me, what if-
"Kody, you'll do fine" Charles said as he interrupted my rambling.
"I guess so" I replied uncertainly, "I mean, it's a new start, they'll like the new me right?" I said looking at myself in the mirror. I got contacts, and my braces came off. I was wearing a plaid skirt with a white blouse; I found the skirt way to short and continued to pull is down.
Last night, my mom came home from work, which is odd. But she and I talked and that we haven't done in a while. She straightened my hair and plucked my eyebrows which hurt like hell. Put on makeup but I thought it was too much so I settled for eye shadow, mascara and lip gloss.
"Were here", Charles said stating the obvious as we pulled up into a … a, really REALLY big school. It was old, like the 1800 old, Literally. I kind of liked it. "Now you know your mother couldn't come but she'll be in the car when I pick you up, so if anything goes wrong, watch your language before you come cursing in like most of the time" continued Charles. He knew I swore when I was angry. I'm actually the closest with Charles out of all the workers, he has a crush on my mom and whenever I bring it up he always denies it and messes up my hair. Not that it made a difference, my hair was crap before. As I got out of the car I hugged Charles goodbye. I stepped in to find the inside of the mansion- er- school; elegant and wonderful. Floral colors all round, and one big white staircase in front of me.
I turned around slowly in awe to get a whole view of the place and when I turned back to my regular spot I gasped at the tall attractive guy in front of me.
I quickly started to panic, wondering if I shouldn't have taken off most of the makeup my mother put on.