Chapter 2

What to wear. What to wear. Oh my GOSH I don't know what to wear. I know that this meeting isn't of importance to me, trust me I'm dreading it. Nevertheless I really don't want to be yelled at by mom right now. I just can't handle her attitude at the moment. I'm already upset as it is. I don't need to hear her run her mouth about how much of a disappointment I am on top of that.

As I'm searching through my closet I start to think about my mystery girl again. Why is it so hard to get her off my mind? I really wouldn't mind dressing up if she was the one I was going to meet. Why aren't I going to meet her again? Oh yeah, because I was too much of a wimp to ever talk to her. This sucks.

Continuing to search through my closet I finally see a shirt that I might like. A blue blouse with the bottom part of it crossing over the other side. Not too fancy but enough to pretend I tried. I then pulled out a pair of all black skinny jeans to go along with it. I went to take a shower thinking again of my mystery girl. I'm literally obsessed with her. I step out of the shower and grab my favorite towel to towel to dry myself. It's so fluffy and so soft. I stepped out of the bathroom with my towel wrapped around my center looking around my room.

My eyes passed over my pastel blue walls and black queen sized bed before falling on the clock sitting on my glossy white nightstand. Noticing that it's 6:30 I rush to put on my clothes and check the time again. It's 6:37pm, meaning that I have about 23 minutes to get into my car and drive to the mansion before I get into trouble for being late. I ran down the stairs to my garage and hopped into my blue 2020 Ferrari F8 Tributo. Yes, a Ferrari. I love sports cars. I like the

looks but more importantly I love the speed. Hopefully for me that means I'm definitely not gonna be late and my mom won't beat the crap outta me for "embarrassing" her.

I click the remote that I hooked onto the top of the interior in my car and wait until my garage door is all the way up before taking off out of my driveway. I rush through the streets not caring about traffic lights knowing that the road isn't very crowded right now until I finally get to the mansions gate with a giant P on it. I'm not very fond of how big it is. Yes I would like a nice house but I want something more like a condo, or just a smaller sized mansion. Not this gigantic thing with rooms that'll never be used. Pulling up to the front of the gate I look over to Peter the guy controlling it and wave at him letting him know to let me in. While I'm waiting for the gate to open I decide to say hi to Peter.

"Hey Peter, how are the Wife and kids?" I ask him politely, wanting to make sure his family has all they need. He has always been like a family member to me. I talk to him more than I talk to my mother. I trust him more as well. He's never betrayed me or let me down. I'm 75% sure he's the one who finally wore my mom down to let me move out of the house. "They're doing fine ms. Although Alicia did get a random check of $5,000 and she has no idea where it came from. Do you have any ideas, young ms?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

Okay so maybe I did send her the money. They're like a family to me. I have to give them enough to survive without having to work themselves too hard. I love Alicia like a mother. A real mother who actually cares for me and I can't wait till I get to see her again. Yes as you can you see my family Dynamics are quite strange. My family isn't my real family but my workers are. Yes, I love my 2nd family as if they were my first.

"Okay so maybe I sent it. You know I have to take care of my family in any way that I can." I told him, smirking back. The gate finally finished opening and I waved to him one more time before driving past the gates and on the path for another 5 minutes. Why is the path to the mansion so long anyways? I then found a parking space to pull into.

I checked my Cosmograph Daytona Rolex to see that the time was 6:57. I just barely made it here on time. "Thank gosh for sports cars" I sighed out. I can't wait for this to be over and it hasn't even started yet. I hopped out of the car and smoothed down my shirt before walking up the door and knocking on it wanting to get this over with as soon as I could.

Not even five seconds later my mom opens the door rushing to push me inside. She has dirty blonde hair and her height is around 5'10. We're nothing alike. Looks or personality wise. It's strange if you think about it but family dynamics have always been strange in our household.

She pushes me further into the house and straight towards the kitchen where we see the girl she wants me to meet. "Hi my name's Ashley. Your mom has told me so much about you." She says with a smile. She seems nice....I guess. A little too nice if you ask me. The basic white girl type. But again I digress. I just wouldn't be able to talk to her for long periods of time. Y'know, the people who are always in a good mood and talk a lot. Yeah she seems like one of those people. Which is exactly why I don't understand why my mom chose her. Mom knows I don't like people like that and yet she still chooses to set me up with them.

I'm starting to wonder more and more how much my mother cares about me. Is she trying to put me in an arranged marriage for more wealth? She's obviously not doing it to get rid of me seeing as she won't leave me alone for a day. As I'm sitting here pondering, mom calls my name pulling

me out of my thoughts. "Well Thalia what do you think? She's a very beautiful girl isn't she?" She asks trying to get me to compliment Ashley. "I guess so." I say. My mom elbows me in the side nudging her head forward as if telling me to compliment her. "Yes mother, she's quite beautiful." I say, not wanting to be hit by my mother again. Gosh why is she so violent?

That crap hurts. She elbows me and nudges her ahead again as if telling me to go on. "Yes Ashley you're very beautiful. Anyone would be lucky to have this chance to marry you." I say turning my head slightly to look at my mother hoping that it was enough. She gave a small nod of her head signalling to me that I was off the hook. I let out a small sigh of relief as I looked back at Ashley.

Ashley isn't even ugly. That would be preposterous to say. She's about 5'7 with long black hair flowing down to her back. She has dark brown eyes and smooth milky skin. So no it's not that she's ugly, she's just not HER. It may not even be possible for me to be attracted to someone who's not my mystery girl. It's a shame too. I may never get to be with her. Heck, I've been too afraid to even talk to her and yet I'm worried about never getting to be with her.

As I'm thinking of the mystery girl in the back of my mind I recognize the sound of beeping but I'm too caught up in my thoughts to realize what this sound could be. We were all standing there, me stuck in my thoughts and my mom talking to Ashley when there was a loud explosion and the only thing that I could see was fire. It was blazing hot and I couldn't breathe. My eyes began to shut slowly as I saw Ashley walking towards me. I felt her pick me up and throw me over her shoulder before walking out of the house and into this large blue, purple, and red colored three dimensional circle thing. It was a very beautiful sight from what I could see. But that was the last I saw before I completely blacked out.