Prologue
Sam was planning on just going home, taking a long nap and then doing her homework. Mrs. Dodds gave way too much homework, that bloody bitch. Always planning on making all students' life miserable ... except Stacey's. Another bloody bitch. The queen bee of the school. Bullying and showing off is second nature to her. Sam didn't think there was a greater bitch than her.
You guys must be confused. Let me make it clear. Sameera Roy was a girl of 16 years of age and the daughter of business tycoon Mr. Karan Roy, who was the owner of Roy Group of Industries. Sam was living in US with her father currently. Sameera had everything. The money , the looks ... everything. Even with all these, she wasn't as happy as she should be. Because she didn't have the one thing she craved the most. Her mother.
Sam's mother died when she was 8, in a car accident. After that, her father immersed himself in his work to keep away the grief. Sure, he made time for her, listened to her and fulfilled all her demands. Sam loved her father to death. But mother was mother after all. Sam remembered the way her mother would sing lullaby to her to put her to sleep and caress her hair while doing so. She remembered her smile, her laughter and her singing ... all of it.
Sam didn't know why ... she was missing her mom very much today. Right now, she was driving home from school. Yes she was driving ... she had a car, a Porsche, no less. One of the perks of being the daughter of one of the richest people in Europe. But she wasn't looking at the road. She was looking at her mother's picture in her locket and listening to songs from her iPod. So she couldn't see nor hear the dog that came in her way in time. She turned the steering to the left and smashed right into a tree. It seemed like slow motion to her. Her eyes closed on their own as her head hit the steering wheel. And then there was darkness.
A/N : Hope you guys like it. This is just a bit info about my oc. Real story starts from chap 1. Enjoy. This is extremely short. Sorry for that. It gets better, I promise.
