Princesses Don't Wear Cowboy Hats
Courtney had just opened the door to her limo, and climbed out. She reached into her purse and pulled out a crisp $20 bill. "Here you go Jeffrey", she said as she turned and smiled at a middle-aged man in the drivers seat showing her bright white smile that lit up her face. "Oh, my dear Courtney "he said. "You know your father covers the bill, there is no need to pay me stated firmly". "Jeffrey you're my favorite limo driver, and my best friend, please take the money" Courtney coaxed. Jeffrey looked at Courtney in a way she had never seen him look before, which was saying a lot, considering he had been her driver since preschool. He gave Courtney's hand a small squeeze before taking the money, now if anyone had heard what Courtney had said to Jeffrey they would have laughed at the very idea of Courtney's best friend being her driver. Although it was true Courtney Vasquez may have been rich, beautiful, captain of the cheerleading team, and the debate club. Sure she even had many admires, and girls following her around bombarding her at lunch, and letting her make their decisions. Still they never really qualified as genuine friends, they all just wanted something from her Courtney thought as she climbed out of the limo. "Goodbye Jeffrey", Courtney said as she climbed out of her limo, grabbing her purse "Goodbye" Jeffrey said. Then at barely a whisper she heard him say, "Be good, I will miss you" She whipped her head around to question his odd statement, but the black limo was already speeding off down the road.
(Courtney's POV)
"I'm home," Courtney, shouted thrusting the door to her home open, as her voice filled the hallway of her mansion. "Wow, no one's home to greet me"? Courtney questioned aloud." My parents aren't even here to see me on the first day of summer"; Courtney groaned as she pulled a Snapple from the fridge. "Of course not, she muttered bitterly to herself. I worked my butt of all junior year, to finally relax and have a nice summer with my parents, and this is what I come home to she thought. "Hmmm what is this"? She wondered grabbing a note off the kitchen table, it read " Dearest Courtney, we apologize for not being able to congratulate you on your successful year. That we know you have worked so hard to achieve, but your father and I are a little tied up at a meeting wrapping up an important decision. Although your father and I, have decided to take you out to Providence tonight. We will, send William to pick you up at 8:00, and your mother purchased you a new dress for tonight's occasion lying on your bed. "Providence"? Courtney said, almost chocking on her strawberry Snapple. Courtney and her family were rich, but they never splurged money on praising her, for good grades. That was something that they believed should be achieved without, a reward, and Providence was one of the most expensive restaurants in L.A. To top it all off, her mother had bought her a dress for tonight. "No", Courtney said, "Something is going on here" she stated firmly shaking her head. She slowly walked up the stairs to get ready.
"Ugh ma, do you really have to keep bringing up my grades"? Scott grimaced shaking his head. " Of course I do dear"! His mother exclaimed shaking her head from side to side in excitement causing her long red curls to bounce on her shoulders. "My baby got all A's"! She said in her Southern drawl kissing him on the cheek again for the hundredth time. "Now Loraine, I think he's had enough lov'n for today" Scott's father said winking at Scott from across the table. "What about me daddy"? A pretty little red head asked grinning at Scott from across the table hopping in her Dad's lap. "You did wonderful Georgia peach"! Scott's father exclaimed hugging Scott's little sister. "I always do"! The little girl said narrowing her hazel eyes at Scott. "Shut it Albertha" Scott said glaring at her. Forth grade wasn't all that hard he mumbled "Whatever" Alberta retorted. "Tomorrow I am going to annual summer fair, and Scott's taking me right?" Albertha exclaimed grinning again "Oh no"! "There is no way I'm going to that stupid place again, with balloons, and lame rides…and…" Scott's voice trailed off looking at Albertha's sulking face. Five minutes later Albertha was hopping up and down, talking about the fair nonstop. "This is going to be a long summer", Scott grumbled.