Enjoy the chapter! Thanks for the OC's 'BobTheBuilder', 'GreatGatsby', 'Nameless' and 'Dora'! Odella is made by 'BobTheBuilder'. :D BTW I'M SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO UPDATE IM SUCH A POOP FOR LEAVING YOU GUYS.

Odella Cranston

"OW! That was my eye, you know!" I screeched at the woman doing my make-up.

The woman's face paled. She curtsied. "Forgive me, Lady Odella. Please do not fire me! I need the money!"

I narrowed my eyes at her. "I do not care! Get out! Now!" I screeched at her. She curtsied once again and left. "Stupid Six." I muttered out loud, making sure she heard.

I looked to the side of the room and saw a woman trying to hide in the corner of the room. "Well?" I asked, irritated. "What exactly are you waiting for? Finish my make-up!"

She scrambled toward me, grabbing a make-up brush in the process. By the time she was done, it took, like, an hour. I looked her up and down and scrunched my nose up. "You can leave now."

She rushed out. I scoffed to myself. I needed to tell Daddy about how useless these Sixes were. God, they didn't even deserve to be in my presence.

There was a knock at the door.

I turned towards the door and raised my eyebrows at my butler. "What?" I asked.

He bowed. "Miss, your limousine is here."

"Tell him to wait. I need to get changed." The butler nodded and left, closing the door behind him.

I walked over to my bed and picked up the dress that Daddy had paid someone to make for me especially. It was a black and short.

I slipped on some 6 inch black stilettos and walked out of my bedroom. Walking out of my room I bumped into my sister.

"Hey, Odi. Heading off for the photos?" She asked.

"Mm-hmm. What are you doing today?" I may be a bitch to everyone else, but it was a different story with my sister.

"I'm going to go hang out with Kyle." She replied, blushing at her words.

I smiled at her. "Okay, well, bye."

She waved. "Bye."

I walked down the stairs, grabbing my purse from the table when I reached the bottom floor. Strutting out the front door, I saw the limousine. Walking in to the vehicle, I winked at my bodyguard besides me.

After straightening up my hair and redoing my lipstick, I stepped out of the limousine.

I scowled at the line in front of me. There were a whole load of Threes and Fours. I even spotted a Seven.

Ew.

But, I was Odella Cranston for crying out loud, I wasn't going to wait in line with these type of people.

I began to walk through the like muttering words like 'move out of my way' or 'sweetie, do you know who I am? Move it!' and when one girl protested I yelled some cuss words at her, telling her she was a disgrace to the mankind and a lot of other things.

After finally getting into the post office, I basically threw the form at desk woman at the front desk.

I turned to her, wrinkling my nose in disgust at her outfit. "What room do I go to?"

She looked up. "Oh. Hello, Miss Cranston. The first room to the right."

I scoffed and turned away, strutting towards the room.

I flung open the door. "I'm here!" I announced to the whole room.

A small, skinny lady in black jeans and a black sweater came up to me. "Right this way, Miss Cranston."

I followed her towards a camera. I walked in front of where the camera stood. "Hurry up and take a picture.

I posed and she quickly took a picture.

"Thank you, Miss Cranston, we are finished here."

"Whatever." I muttered, walking away.

Worthless peasants.