Unfortunately Privileged
Chapter 3
Author's POV
The next couple of days pretty much consisted of movers and interior designers fixing up the house to mother's liking, getting to know the "important" people in the neighborhood, and meeting the new home tutor, Ms. Rosenberg. She was those kinds of women who seems like a well put together woman, but really turned out to be a beastly dragon in disguise.
"You are not be wild and unruly in my presence. You are to be well behaved, civilized, and intelligent young adults that you are perfectly capable of being", she said , in her strict English accent. "If you are to disrespect me or go against my rules in any way, you are going to be strictly disciplined with an iron fist, am I clearly understood?"
Lovely isn't she?
But for Nick and Selena, the only things that were on there minds was the up coming party that Cody and Emily invited them to. From what they heard from the last party, it seemed they were way out of their league. The only type of party they've been to were dressed up parties with champagne, expensive hors d'oevures, classical music, and important people, not liquor, sex, and drugs, but they were willing to try it to fit in with the rest of the teenagers. There was only one problem, how were they going to get there without letting the parents see them. Since it was Selena's bright idea, Nick was figuring she was going to think of something.
Nick's POV
We were sitting in our limo for four riding back home from a meeting at the country club for new members signing up. Selena and I were sitting facing the driver while our parents were facing behind us in the own little world talking about how great the club was and how many nice people they met. I was, however, bored out of my mind during the whole thing. Seriously, scheduled lectures every Wednesday about the design….on the golf balls? Are you kidding?
I sighed and looked out the window of the car just in time to see us passing by a busy high school. There were already teens and parents standing around, going in and out of the building, probably for orientation to meet the teachers. People were laughing with each other and catching up from the year before, happy to be with their friends again. It kind of made me sad, seeing the other teens happy with their friends, when I barely even made a decent friend that wasn't after me for my money in my whole 15 years of life!
It's not fair. We were never given the option if we wanted to go to school or not. Our parents just bought us some foreign tutor and locked us in the library for hours with a bunch of school books.
I scoffed just thinking about it and leaned back in my seat. I glanced over seat Selena and noticed she was looking at the same thing with a desperate look in her eyes, like she was begging to be out there with them.
"Sucks doesn't it," I whispered to her, so our parents wouldn't hear.
"You bet your snappy Michael Kors loafers it does," she said, glaring out the window at the happy people.
I chuckled lightly and glancing back out the window. "Do you think they'll let us go? You know, if we asked….very nicely?"
"I don't know, Nick, you know how mom and dad feel about us going to school. We're like their precious gems they refuse to let out of their site. I don't know why they keep us locked down so tight."
"Maybe we can have an intervention one night during dinner, when they're not so busy."
Selena sighed and looked across at our parents laughing in their own little money bubble, their noses high on the air. "Yeah, maybe."
[a/n: I'm gonna skip ahead a couple days to when Nick and Selena decide to confront their parents about the going-to-school idea.]
Selena's POV
We were sitting in our fabulous dinning room eating the delicious orange glazed salmon with jasmine rice dinner our personal chef cooked for us. I was picking around with my food nervous about the topic we were going to bring up, afraid of what they are going to say. I glanced over at Nick who had barely touched his food he was so nervous. I let out a shaky sighed, laying my fork down on my plate.
"Selena honey, what's wrong? You nor Nick has barely touched your food. Is there something wrong, you know you can tell us." Mom said.
I suddenly became tongue tied afraid to say anything. I looked over at Nick for help.
"Well," Nick started, "We've been kind of thinking about something and we've finally come to a decision and we weren't sure if you and dad would be okay with it.
"Just tell us son, it's okay." Dad said with a comforting smile.
Nick stuttered, "Uh, well, uh….um."
"We want to go to high school." I blurted out.
Everyone froze and stared at me, even Nick was surprised.
"What?" Mom asked
Nick finally found his voice, "Yes. We want to go to an actual school, like regular teenagers."
"But, honey, sweetheart," said Mom, shaking her head, laying her fork down on her plate, "That's the reason why we got the private tutor and the books, so you won't have to go through the stressful times and situations of high school life."
"We just want to protect you from the drug use, the STDs, and everything else that is flying through high schools these days." Dad said.
"We know that daddy, but if you hear about it from other people they'll say that their high school years were the best years of their life and we want to experience that too." I explained.
"But sweetie-" Mom started.
"Please Mom," Nick begged. "Could you guys at least think about it? Please?"
Dad looked at Mom and Mom looked back at him, contemplating. They thought for a moment and nodded to each other.
"Okay, fine." Mom finally said. "But-"
That's all she had to say before Nick and I were practically jumping out of chairs with excitement. "Thank you, so much Mom!"
"But!", Mom shouted over us, "That does not mean we are saying yes!"
We quieted down biting our lips. "But you will think about it, right?" Nick asked.
"Unfortunately," Dad said, glancing at Mom, "Since you both seemed so set on doing this, I guess we have now choice."
"Thank you anyway," I said quietly, finishing my dinner.
They nodded once and we all finished our dinner in silence.