Chapter 1: The Beginning

“Every beautiful story has a beginning. An introduction that shows where and how it all started, which is also the stepping stone to more exciting things to come.

                                           - your's truly.

Chapter 1; The beginning

❄ W I N T E R ❄

The blaring sound of my alarm clock roused me from sleep.

I rub my eyes and yawn as i sit on my king sized bed that is covered in pure white silk and six big soft pillows.

I turn off my alarm clock, as waking me up wasn't enough, it kept making that annoying sound.

I look at the time, it's 5:30am and as always there is a knock on my door which i walk over to answer.

"Good morning, miss Simpsons." My personal maid, Cait greeted with a smile. Her black hair was in a ponytail, while she had on a black and white uniform.

In her hands held a cup of coffee with a flower pattern on it. Looking at it just made me smile.

"Good morning Cait!" i greeted with a smile as i take the cup of coffee from the tray.

"I will be back in twenty minutes to comb your hair but for now, it's time for your bath." she reminded me and left to return the tray.

In this house everything is done at it's appropriate time, and like she said it was time for my bath. I put my hair up in a bun and take my clothes off. I grabbed my towel and quickly wrapped it around myself.

My bathroom was quite spacious and elegant, it had a rose gold bathub and a large shower space which is always closed because i barely take showers.

My toilet seat was a light shade of pink. The cover was encased in pink fur.

I turn on the faucet, letting it run till the water was enough. I added my lavender scented soap and sat in the nice warm bath.

I usually don't do this myself but my personal maid that was in charge of my room couldn't make it today and so i had to do this myself.

Here's a brief description of me, I have platinum blonde hair which falls to my shoulders and perfect blue eyes and small pink lips that fit my oval face.

After taking my bath at exactly 5:50 a soft knock came from outside and as presumed, it was Cait. She came in and blow dried my hair and combed it through and braided some parts and left the rest.

"Is it good, Miss? She asked me while looking into the mirror from the reflection, my blue eyes shone in delight at how refreshing i look today. My small lips lift up, couldn't agree more.

"Shall we go to your closet miss?" Cait asked and i walked to the and threw the doors open.

My closet is like half of my room and it was filled with skirts, trousers, purses, belts and shoes.

"What would you like to wear today, miss?" Cait looked at me, awaiting my answer.

"I think a dress would be lovely today." i answered her.

"Then might I suggest a floral print dress?"

"Yes!" I answered instantly.

She looked around and grabbed a few dresses which she laid out for me to choose from. I picked a red floral print dress because i think the color red and a blonde hair were a perfect match for each other.

I put it on, looked in the mirror and flashed a smile to show my perfect white teeth and i looked great. Cait kept the rest clothes and joined me in front of my vanity mirror, where she did my makeup. She brought out a gold gucci purse and red plumps to go with it.

"Your breakfast is ready downstairs and your mother will be waiting for you at the dining table." She reminded me and i nodded.

I walked outside into the corridor and into the stairs that are made with classy steel it led down to this big living room where white and grey were the dominant colors.

Family pictures hung in every corner along with different art pieces. White silk curtains draped in the living room, luxurious white sofas and armchairs placed around it and a big coffee table placed in the middle of it all.

I made my way to the dining room and saw my mother sitting at the second chair, she was using her laptop probably to see how her fashion line is doing but closed it as soon as she saw me.

"Good morning mom!" i said grinning.

"Good morning darling, how are you?" She asked kissing my forehead.

"I'm fine mom, where's dad?" I ask wondering why he wasn't seated here right now.

"He's in the study, the company stocks increased which means more work"

"Susan! Serve the toast, strawberry flavored jam and bring orange juice with you!" Mom ordered the cook and she worked fast to bring it to the table because my mother won't hesitate to fire anybody.

Susan brought the breakfast and greeted me with a smile which i reciprocated, we had breakfast in silence which was odd because she's usually a chatterbox she was probably stressed out because of her fashion line but i didn't have time for this conversation right now, I'll deal with it when i get back from school.

When i was done eating my breakfast, my mom pushed a plate of fruits to me. I had a few slices of apple.

My mom then called for Walter, my personal driver and he was there in a flash, he grabbed my purse and i kissed my mom goodbye and made way to the front door where my car was, Walter made sure to reach the car before me so he could open the door for me for me to enter.

Perks of being rich, I have everyone to do everything for me.

But that's only for home, everything that has to do with school, I have to earn by my own hard work.

The drive was quiet, but not really quiet because they were reading the morning news which i found uninteresting ,so i brought out my iPod, placed it in my ear and played love songs because i love all types of love songs, they make me feel at ease.

I felt the car come to a halt, I looked up and saw the all familiar brick red building and the gold plaited crest of my school next to it. Walter rushed out of the driver's seat to open my door.

He stretched his hand into the car to help me out of the car.  I took his hand and he led me out.

"Thank you Walter." I say to him and brought out one thousand dollar and gave it to him as a tip for being so precious.

He took it out of my hand and thanked me for it. Of course he took it, he needed all the money he could get right now, his wife is pregnant with his third child.

Walter has been my driver for As long as i can remember since i was ten to be exact and I'm sixteen right now but will turn seventeen next week. And my mom tells me he's been here before that, he worked with my father way before he became a billionaire and that's why dad trusts him with his most prized possession, me.

He waved me as he drove off.  I walked into Aarlington prep one of the most prestigious schools in the country.

Here, you will find two categories of students.

The first category are the rich kids who refer to themselves as 'cashy teens' which unfortunately is the category i fall into because obviously, I'm rich.

The second category found here are the ones in Aarlington on scholarships and are called the 'jokers.' Simply because the 'cashy teens' always humiliate them.

A joker is assigned to a cashey teen, to be their personal school maid.

For a school that claims to have a 'zero' tolerance to bullying, They say nothing to the troublemakers because they don't want to lose their money. Pathetic.

As i walked into prestigious  halls of Aarlington, I saw girls already gossiping and laughing at a certain Freshman.

I rolled my eyes and walked to my locker, which was painted blue and white. I put in my combination and kept some books in it after which i slammed it shut.

I began making my way to my first class but i was greeted by my friend, Alexander.

Xander is the only friend i have in this school because almost all the kids here are snobs. All they do is brag about what their families own, but not Xander, he is gay, a very hot one, It seemed like a waste of good looks, because i know almost every girl likes a tan skin, green eyes, caramel brown hair and muscular guy.

"Winter darling," Alex called and walked towards me with a smile on his face.

"What happened? Why are you smiling so much?" I asked curious to know what happened.

"Come see for yourself." He said and pulled me to the science classroom.

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