I woke up with a tongue licking my face. I slowly open my eyes to see Molly, my cat on my side.
"Good morning, baby."
I said while I kiss the top of her head.
At the corner of my eye, I saw the clock.
"Crap, it's 8:00!"
I quickly took off my blanket and quickly went to the bathroom. I strip off my clothes, making me shiver. I went inside the tub and turn on the warm shower. I welcome the warm water against my skin.
"Turn the radio on!"
I command to the small screen in front of me.
"What radio do you want to listen to?"
I said as I grab the soap and scrub my body.
Everything Has Change by Taylor Swift feat. Ed Sheeran starts to play.
I grab the conditioner and massage my scalp. I turn the shower back on, letting the warm water wash my hair.
"What time is it?"
I ask the screen.
I grab my towel and dried myself. I went out of the tub and blow dry my curly hair. I went out of the bathroom and went straight to my walk-in closet. Designer clothes and shoes welcome me as I skim through hundreds of dresses.
I said as I throw the dress wherever it landed.
"Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope."
I said to what feels like 19 dresses.
I said as I take out a red fitted dress.
I search for my red stilettos and put it on. I look at the mirror and saw someone I didn't recognize.
Is this me? A rich girl with everything she wants.
I took out my mascara and apply it. Then the blush and the a pink lipstick.
I went downstairs, making noises as each foot lands on wood. It's quiet, as usual. I grab my leather jacket and my Louis Vuitton purse. I grab my keys and went inside my white Lamborghini.
As I drove around, my speakers blasting off. It's traffic and I'm going to be late. I speed up my car and looking if any police are nearby.
Ten minutes later, I park in front of Harvard University and saw two of my friends waiting.
I grab my purse and quickly look at my reflection. I grab my keys and shut the door behind me.
Michelle shouted and give me a hug but I stop her.
I said as kiss her left and right cheeks just like the French people do.
I fake smile.
"Who's that guy with Lindsey?"
I ask curiously.
The guy is pretty hot from a far and his black hair is so attractive.
"I don't know, they just met a few minutes ago."
Then Lindsey make her way to our direction, bringing the hot guy with her. I fix my hair and give a beautiful smile.
"Hi, who's this?"
Lindsay give me a puzzle look and I gesture to boy beside him.
"Oh! This is Zayn. Therese, Zayn. Zayn, Therese."
He said as he winked at me.
"I'll be leaving you, ladies."
He wave goodbye and I grab Lindsay's arm.
"What is that?"
"What do you mean?"
"Don't play dumb with me!"
I said in a shout.
"I just met him and his nice. That's about it. If you fancy him, you can have him."
"No, it's fine."
We went to our classes and quickly it's lunch. We made our way to the cafeteria and saw many groups gathered around. The nerds, the oblivions and the populars. I made my way to the tables, Lindsay and Michelle by my side.
I bump into someone, spilling spaghetti on my red dress.
"Eww!! Look what you've done!"
I said as I try to take out every noodles out of my dress.
"Do you know this is designer clothes?"
"I don't care, you can buy a new one!"
A harsh voice said.
I finally look up. He has curly brown hair and emerald eyes.
I would have find him attractive without his piercings and tattoos.
"Do you know who you are talking to?"
I ask and everyone goes silent.
"Let me think. You are Therese Johnson! In other words, the spoiled brat and the attention seeker!"
He said and walk toward his "friends".
"What a jerk!"
I shouted as I went to the girl's bathroom.