Crossroads - Prologue

Today was the big day. A young redhead sat in the backseat of a limo, hoping she'd arrive sooner than later. The drive to her university was taking much longer than expected because of her sisters' status. Flashes of light occurred every other minute to her exasperation. Fans constantly screamed and surrounded the car, causing the limo to drive at a snail-like pace.

Misty's sisters paid no attention. They were carrying on a normal conversation as if nothing was happening outside. On occasion, one of the them would lower their window and wink to their fans. If they felt adventurous, they would open the sunroof to smile and wave. Misty's sisters loved the attention.

'How could anyone stand the spotlight?' she mused to herself. She glanced over at each of her sisters, knowing today would be the last day she'd see them on a daily basis for a long time.

Violet was now busy chatting on the phone with her manager. In recent times, she hinted to becoming an actress. With her popularity and very wide connections, Misty figured it would make an easy progression. She recalled her speaking passionately on becoming a script writer long ago and would write short plays when they were much younger.

Lily, the pink-haired sister, was busy browsing through her phone. She often had a bored expression when away from the spotlight. Out of the three, she was the social media queen with millions of followers. Misty didn't like to admit she was talented at photo-shoots and commercials. Lily was often cold to her; Misty no longer cared to know the reason.

Daisy was the eldest of all the sisters but her looks did not suggest that. She followed a rigorous schedule consisting of working out and was in training for a singing career. Spa treatments are her religion. She was currently applying red lipstick along with a layer of lip gloss. She was determined to create her looks herself. "What are you thinking about, Misty?"

The youngest sister blinked, surprised to be getting a little attention. "Oh, nothing much."

"Really? Do you expect me to believe that?" Daisy put away her cosmetics and sat closer. Her eyes showed concern. "I can't believe you're still going through with this. You're not like us, aren't you?"

"She's always been the weird one," Lily added with a snicker, not taking her eyes off her phone.

Misty rolled her eyes. "I'm not going to miss you."

"I don't expect you to, sis. If anything, it'll be nice not to have an unflattering distraction for a while."

"Speak for yourself."

"Hey, can you all keep it down? I'm having an important conversation," Violet snipped.

'The sooner we get there, the better,' Misty thought to herself, folding her arms and sinking in her seat unbeknownst to her sisters.

"Finally. Ugh, I need to stretch my legs," Lily muttered before jumping out of the limo. Paparazzi wasted no time to flash photos of the sensational sister. Lily gleefully posed for every picture and made sure people got her good side. It didn't take long before security guards interfered and eventually escorted the sisters to Misty's dorm building.

"You're going to live in that?" Violet gasped, pointing.

The dorm building looked somewhat recent but it was absolutely not a new building. Its color was white but it was already starting to fade into a mixture of light yellow and green. Students paced quickly by them, gasping at the sight of the sisters and some waved to them. Lily blew a kiss.

"Move along, folks! You're still being timed!" the resident adviser warned the students. He then turned to the sisters and his face reddened. "I, uh… welcome! Wow, you three are more beautiful in person!"

"Thank you kindly," Daisy replied in a poised manner. She turned to Misty. "Alright, this is where we part, sis. William will assist you with your things. Good luck."

"See ya."

"Bye."

Misty was about to respond until realizing the three had already stepped into the limo. The windows were black but she could tell they were already doing something else.

"You have ten minutes. I usually give people seven to unload but your sisters are so pretty."

"How considerate," Misty commented before quickly walking to the back of the car and unloaded her items. "Thank you for the help, William."

"Of course, Miss Waterflower. You will be missed."

Before she knew it, those ten minutes breezed by and the limo was gone. Misty was a light packer with only a few boxes of items. She figured she could buy the remaining items; she was grateful for their wealth. Her sisters were correct to be concerned. They had discussed her going to private universities the world had to offer. Tuition was certainly no issue and neither was location. She had been accepted to a handful of places and yet, there was something about this particular university that caught Misty's attention. She figured it was the vibe it gave to her from a past campus tour. It was large enough for her to feel normal and most wouldn't expect a Waterflower to attend a public university. Most of the world forgot she existed, even the paparazzi didn't bother to go after her once they had learned she was low-key and unwilling to reveal any information on her idol family. Misty knew she could unload a PR mess at any time if she was hateful but that wasn't her style. She didn't want to bring unwanted attention, even if her sisters did deserve it at times. Someone had to protect them.

A light breeze interrupted her thoughts. She caught sight of other students hugging their parents or relatives goodbye. A small smile appeared on her face, wishing that was the case with her sisters before rushing back into the building she was about to call home.