RPOV:
"Beep, Beep, Beep!"
I whacked the alarm clock and it fell to the floor, still beeping. I grabbed it and threw it across the room and it landed with a crash next to my dresser. Mom had just bought me that one. She would be mad.
"Oh well." I sighed and slipped out of my clothes and into the shower. I didn't know why I did because I was home schooled and almost never went anywhere. My dad, Abe Mazur, made me. He thought I was 'unsafe'. I thought I was perfectly fine.
I stepped out of the shower and into hot pink skinny jeans and layered on brow and pink tank tops. I finished off with brown flats, pink lipstick, and some light blush and mascara. I tied my hair up into a loose ponytail after blow drying it for several minutes.
I grabbed a couple pieces of bread and popped them into the toaster. When they were done I slathered on peanut butter and sprinkled cinnamon and sugar over the whole thing. Mmmm, Yummy.
I settled at my laptop started typing definitions for Language Arts. I pulled up and started typing. After less than a few definitions my dad came in with his usual body guard and three other men I didn't know.
"Hey, old man."
"Morning, Sweetie." He popped a toaster tart in the microwave.
"Who are these men?" I asked pointing to the three men
"They are your new body guards."
"You say what?"
"Adrian, Christian, Dimitri. Meet your new assignment, Rose hathaway-Mazur, My daughter."
Two of them smiled while the other man remained oddly straight faced. "Which one is which?" I asked
"I'm Adrian Ivashkov."
"Christian Ozera at your service ma'am"
"Dimitri Belikiov"
"So, what do you think?"
"Really?"
"Yeah I care about what you think."
"I think that you are totally exagerated. I'm fine. I really don't need them.
"I thought you wanted to go to public school and have a regular life. you've complained since you were in kindergarten."
"Yeah, I guess... thanks dad." he wrapped me in a hug. "When do I start?"
"Tomorrow."