Up until now, I had lived a normal life. Well, maybe not normal in some people's eyes, but from my perspective, life was good. I lived alone with my mother in France for most of my life. For the other part I lived in the houses of my mother's spouses.
I don't really remember too much of what their houses were like because I always knew we wouldn't be staying long. My mother has gotten married 8 times already and divorced 7 times. The only man she hadn't divorced was my father, who died when I was 4. So It was no shock to me when I heard she was getting married again.
The only thing I didn't like about this marriage was that I would have to move to Japan. I know how to speak Japanese so that isn't the problem. The problem is that I don't even know how we are going to afford the move back once this marriage is done. From past experience I know this will end badly, my mom falls in and out of love very easy. I am more of the mother in the relationship that she is. I also know that we are not the wealthiest of families so I will have to figure out how to get us out of this situation eventually.
"Oh, you're going to love this place sweetheart! I would tell you more but that would ruin the surprise!" Mother said while we were waiting at baggage claim for our luggage.
"Okay, whatever you say mom…" I said while scanning the conveyor belt for our luggage.
"Oh, well since you insist…I will tell you that he has a son your age. I think you two will get along splendidly. Oh, and he has a dog named Antoinette! Isn't that funny! I think it's fate that you middle name is Antoinette and his dog is named Antoinette!"
I just rolled my eyes and kept looking. "There is is!" I shouted and ran to get our last suitcase. With all our baggage now gathered we walked out to find out ride. I looked for a man carrying a sign with our last name on it like mom said I should when I finally saw the man I was looking for standing next to a limo. "Umm….mom? Is that…" I stuttered.
"Yup! I guess I forgot to mention that he is rich. Now come along darling, we don't want to keep the man waiting." Mom said while pulling me along.
"Mom! That is sort of a bid detail that you left out when you fist told me about all of this!" I start to freak out a little but then I remembered something. "Wait," I thought, "If he's rich then I won't have to worry about getting back to France after the divorce. I'm sure we can squeeze enough out of him for at least that when the time comes."
Mom walked up to the driver and said, "Hi there, I'm Miss Meraud and this is my daughter Bijou." The driver only nodded and opened the door to the limo. I sighed and got in. "What have we gotten ourselves into this time," I thought
About 45 minutes later we arrived and the driver opened the door for us to get out. I has slept most of the way there so the sun blinded my eyes. I rubbed my eyes and waited for them to adjust. I then gasped at what I saw.
"He lives here!" I yelled at my mom who had just gotten out after me.
"It's even prettier that in the pictures! I can't wait to see what it's like on the inside!" She said happily as she started walking toward the door.
"Can you at least tell me who HE is?" I pleaded. I really don't like surprises.
My mom smiled at me and said, "He is Yuzuru Suoh."
And that is how I, Bijou Antoinette Meraud, became part of one of the richest families in Japan.
