'I hate my life!' I screamed. Swiftly slamming my door behind me…

Okay so this is me. Your typical ordinary teenage girl. Yepp, you're thinking: 'Change the record.' Or 'Heard it before.' But no, not this time.

My life is shit. Utter shit. That was the simple way of putting it because quite frankly it was true.

My story was perfect. No doubt about it; this was me…

'Eeeeeeeeeekkkkk!' I squealed as I spotted Alice across the hallway. 'I cannot actually believe it!' We were jumping up and down in the middle of the school corridor… as you do!

'Me neither, a whole winter…on holiday… in New York… With my best friend! You do not understand how excited I am right now!' Alice exclaimed not fazed by the awkward glances from our classmates, a beaming smile was plastered onto her flawless doll-like features.

'Me too!' I quickly replied, wanting to blurt my next sentence out as rapidly as I could. 'I have amazing news to tell you too… You will never guess!' Alice's blue eyes widened eagerly, wanting to know my delicious secret. 'My Dad has decided to treat us with first class tickets, there are some perks to your Dad being super rich, I think you can agree with me!' we giggled, laughing at my obvious statement.

So that's me. Amelia Elizabeth Jane Lacen…I know how bloody damn English can you get?

You are hating me right now, I'm the girl you hate in your grade, 'the slag' or 'the bitch' but I'm not you see. My Dad is a billionaire but the greatest thing about it is only Alice knows, I am virtually invisible anyway so it isn't as if anyone would care if they knew. Another thing is that I was never really spoilt, my Mum always made sure I had everything I needed without me getting complacent and I had always admired her my whole life for that.

Still sounding great right? For the moment… maybe…

'So you're certain you are all packed?' asked my Mother for what seemed like the millionth time.

'Yes Mother.' I sighed sarcastically; she rolled her eyes at me. My mum was my other best friend, we were insanely close.

'I'm only worried sweetie, any Mother would be.' I felt a sting of pain in my stomach; never had I been this far from home before on my own. I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared but I would also be lying if I said I didn't want to bound onto the plane this second.

'Mum!' I giggled, 'I am fine trust me, I'm 17 now – almost an adult plus I have Alice to keep me on track!'

'Mmmm.' She replied 'that's what worries me, she goes crazy sometimes!' She flung her hands above her head, she loved Alice but she knew as well as I did what she was like. '…And that is why your cousin Rachel is coming with you too…'

'WHAT?' I practically screamed, causing the maid, Sally, to jump in fright as she tottered past my bedroom door. 'But mum… she is 19 and I haven't seen her since I was about 5!'

'Yes, as I recall, she pulled out some of your hair, the little darling found it hilarious!'

'No, no, no, no, no. I refuse to go with her, she is obviously mental!

'Milly that was 12 years ago!'

So, I still refuse.' I folded my arms, sitting on my bed giving my Mother the silent treatment.

'Mills, Milly! Come on! Anyway,' she said, giving up. 'She's meeting you at the airport in the morning. Night sweetie.'

I said my goodnights to my Mum forgetting about my protest and settled down to my slumber.

'No one is going to spoil my trip, no one…' was my last thought before I drifted off to sleep.

The next morning felt like I'd been living in fast forward. Before I knew where to place myself I was at Heathrow ready to meet the 'devil child' even if we were grown up now my hair was one of the few things I liked about myself so by pulling out my locks…? She was getting nowhere!

I stopped dead in my tracks as I saw the tall stunning brunette smiling at me from near the check in desk.

'Amelia!' A tingling voice sung, a voice that was obvious seemed to be coming from her cherry red lips as she darted across the bustling terminal towards me. She brought me into a warm hug, surprising me.

'Ergh, she smelt nice too. Why is she so perfect?' I asked myself as she proceeded to chat away to a startled Alice. 'She looks like a frigging supermodel. I appear so dull next to her and Alice.' I groaned before heading to check in my bags.

I was feeling down already and mum snapping photographs of us every millisecond was not helping. She was crying as I said my goodbyes, hugging her nearly as many times as she had taken photos. You would have thought I was moving away not going on a trip for only a week. She was unbelievable but I loved her to pieces.

You think I'm over reacting and being ridiculous saying I hate my life because Rachel is so stunning. You also think I'm pathetic; I'm rich, I should be happy right? Well we are nowhere near the reason that my life falls apart…


Hey guys, thanks for reading by the way if you have! If there is any chance you could please review, positive or negative, that would be great I just want to know if it is worth carrying on with the story. I know One direction aren't yet mentioned but soon I promise :P Thank you lovely Directioners

DISCLAIMER: (thought id add it just in case!) I do not own anything except for the plot line and the characters Amelia, Alice, Rachel, Katie, Bethan, Veronica, Jeremy and if there is anyone else i will add them to the a/n at the bottom :) thank you.

Adios mis amigos,

Charlotte xxx