Hey everyone! I'm bushi and this is my first fanfiction. I'm writing the girls point of view of this story and my friend Z0E is writing the guys point of view.

I hope you like it..

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Chapter 1: Stranger.

"L—E-AVE M-E….." I could hear my ever so confident voice, now stammering when some cold hard solid figure pinned me against the wall. I could hardly breathe. I was struggling for air but this silhouette would not let me escape from his grip. His icy mint breath was blowing on my face, which gave a shiver down my spine.

I could not see his face because his silky black hair was covering his eyes.

I don't know why but I had a sudden urge to see his face. But what I really wanted now was AIR.

Suddenly he let me go and I hit the ground with a loud 'thud'.

He laughed devilishly... I would have hit him in his mouth to break all his sparkling white teeth if I was in other situation.

But now I ran with all the power I had, ran until my heart was beating 100 times faster than the actual rate, ran until my legs would carry me, ran until each hair on my body stood up to keep me warm, ran until my lungs gave up and I could not get any more air and blackness filled me. .

I shot my eyes open and getting up with a jolt. My head was twirling and streaks of sweat were falling from my forehead. Suddenly I heard the most piercing voice ever. It turned to see what it was…

GOD DAMN IT….ITS AN ALARM CLOCK. URGHHHHHHH

I picked it up and threw it in the wall with all the force I could.

Then at the same instance, I heard a smooth voice from the door and instantly I knew it was from my mom who was advising me to behave.

Even though I am a peaceful person but once when I get angry…. I just cannot control my temper.

Okay then here comes in groups of maids in a line after my mom…you see even though I am an extremely rich teenager, my dad is a landlord, I have maids around me all the time but still I HATE BEING PAMERED with all these stupid maids around me.

But one thing I loved about my mom was that no matter how busy she was, no matter how sleepy or tired she was, no matter how many maids I had, still each day she would come up all the way to my room just to wake me up. Elizabeth Xavier, the politest and the most elegant person I had ever come across. She was not only my mom but also my best friend. I have always shared everything with her and she would come up with easiest solutions ever. She was the reason why I was peaceful, well mannered and respectful towards everyone, even with my maids.

"Okay sweetie so tell me what on earth made you so violent in this beautiful morning?" she strictly asked.

Though she is very sweet to me all the time but when I m disobedient she is VERY STRICT. Mind you she IS strict.

I shrugged. As if nothing happened.

Giving me a quick glance with this look 'we'll talk about it later' she started telling the maids to do their jobs.

I noticed that they were more maids then normal.

I got confused and as if reading my mind my mom winked at me.

And then realization hit me….GOD I M SO FORGETFUL it is my little brother's birthday and I am suppose to arrange a surprise party for him. And I have so much work to do.

"Mom I hope no one has woken Stan yet because then …."

Before I started blabbing on she cut me in the mid sentence by saying,

"RELAX….no one has woken him yet cuz no one is allowed to go into his room", she finished the sentence by leaving my room.

A sighed of relief; I got up and went to the washroom to get a warm shower.

Stanford Xavier, my little brother though he was only twelve years old but he was so intelligent, freaking, smart minded and worst of all he would always sense if something was going to happen especially if someone had a SURRISE for him. But if he's asleep then he could not sense anything.

I smiled to myself on the last line. I immediately took the shower and went into the walk in closet to get my clothes. I wore skin tight black jeans with a white tank top and a long black leather buttoned jacket. I applied Stella deodorant, which gave a very nice floral smell. I wore a silver wrist watched which had a band of diamonds decorating it. I applied a little mascara on eyes with some pink blush on cheeks which gave my pale skin some color and gloss of course. I looked at my reflection in the mirror…..not bad I looked good. My pale skin with blush is complementing my so called shirt. My long straight hair goes back to my waist and my thin figure looks good with clothes I m wearing. My hazel eyes were glowing…obviously cuz I was too excited for what laid ahead of me.

I stepped out of my room and the floor was so damn cold on my bare foot that I almost screamed. I immediately went back to get a pair of black sneakers keeping in mind that I have a busy day.

I hurried downstairs noticing that everyone is busy. I didn't realize how hungry I was when my stomach growled. I went into the dining room realizing that everyone was waiting for me except for Stan who was still asleep. I greeted everyone loudly.

I hugged my grandpa who was sitting on 'head of the family' chair and was sipping his strawberry mixed with raspberry juice. He was always in a jolly mood and I loved him for that. He gave me a warm smile and I returned him with mine. My dad was out of town for some business meeting. I gulped in the food not noticing what I was eating cuz I had to rush.

Finishing my breakfast I went into the ball room. I had to run cuz this place was freaking huge. When I went inside everyone was busy decorating the huge ball room. I was happy that everyone followed my orders I had given them a day before. Next, I went to the kitchen to see that everything which my brother likes is being cooked. The smell of food cooking was…AWESOME. When my mom cooks food what else can you expect….only the BEST is made. Checking and going through the entire guest list I was tired. Then I went to ballroom to check if anyone needed my help.

After helping I looked at my watch…it was 05:30pm.

Oh shit….it seemed like only 5 minutes had passed but actually it was 5 hours.

I hurried back to my room and got dressed up with some help from my maid, Margret. She was the best. After spending only 30 mins I was done with my dressing. I was looking in the mirror when she appeared at my back.

'MY! MY! Rosy darling you look stunning.'

She was always right and her praising made me to blush which was looking excellent with my red knee length silk dress, it had spaghetti straps and I wore a black coat on top. My long brown hair was opened and was decently done with few strands coming in front. I tied my flick with a hair pin on top. My face looked pleasant as Margaret had done it for me. The blush, mascara, and gloss everything was perfect. I wore my watch and a red ring. The ruby was squared shape and was popping out and it had diamonds laced around it. I wearied black stilettos which looked prefect. Lastly I sprayed few drops of Red poison perfume on my neck and wrists…all done.

'Thank you Margret YOU ARE THE BEST.' I hugged her tightly.

She hugged me back.

Then my mom entered smiling and looking as stunning as always.

She wore an emerald green dress which complemented her green eyes and with same ring as mine but with an emerald of course.

'Mom u look…..WOW.'

Words always failed me whenever I had to describe her. Just then she gave me this huge diamond locket laced with rubies. It was not an ordinary locket…IT WAS OUR FAMILY POSSESION.

I was so overwhelmed that tears started to fill my eyes. I bit my lip to keep them back. I embraced her thanking her again and again.

Then straitening up my clothes we went out and talking about Stanford and his reactions to his surprise birthday party.

When I entered in the ball room I could sense that something's wrong.

I was taken away from my thoughts when someone called my name on top of his lungs and embracing my stomach cuz I was tall from him.

'Rosyyyyyyy my sweetest sister, THANKYOU SO MUCHHHH,' Stan said so loudly that now everyone was looking at us.

So what! We were the Royalties' people should look at us in a …..RESECTFUL WAY, I thought.

I bent down to hug him properly and he gave me a sweet kiss on my cheek.

'No problem, anything for my little brother.'

He winced then smiled widely and I returned him too. Then his friends came in hugging him with warm greetings and gifts. I left him to have fun with his friends.

I went to meet all the guests…almost jumping up and down as a 7 year old kid and having a dance with everyone cheerfully…God I loved parties.

When I was finished just then a servant came in and gave me a paper which seemed like a note and Black rose with it. When I asked him who sent it then he said that he didn't know.

I was amazed cuz black roses were rare and someone gifted me…I was happy. I smelled it hmmmmm…nice….

I opened the note it had an elegant writing style…saying:

'meet me outside at 12 in the garden'

I was shocked when I read the note over and over again. I thought may be its one of my school friends, Shane, joking around because I didn't invite him.

I went back inside ignoring everyone around me. I wanted the time to past as fast as it could but it was dragging.

I wonder why that is always when you want the time to fly by it never does…

I wanted to give Shane a big punch in his face for stop playing his pranks. The cake cutting ceremony was done, dinner was done. I was waiting for the clock to struck 12. As if the clock had read my mind it started ringing 12. Asking to excuse me I went outside, wearing my coat.

I was very angry and wanted to kick Shane's ass cuz his back was facing towards me. As I went closer I smelled DUNHILL DESIRE…I was baffled cuz he hated this perfume and HE WOULD NEVER EVER APPLY it.

As I went closer my heart was beating faster cuz this silhouette stranger wearing a black tuxedo was standing there.

When I stepped in the garden, He turned around…..

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