The Billionaire I Like From Afar

"Infatuation is when you find someone who is perfect. Love is when you realize that they aren't and it doesn't matter." - Pinterest

Claire's POV

Oh no! I'm going to be late.

I was running now, like running for my life. My heart was pumping so hard, my skin was cold as ice and sweat ran down my spine.

Whew! I stopped for a while, catching my breath.

I couldn't miss the school bus, I have a long quiz in my first subject, Math. I have to do good in school, being in my last year in high school so I would qualify in a scholarship program.

I wiped the sweat off my forehead then checked the time on my wristwatch. Shocks no... then I started to run again to the bus station.

I heard a car horned behind me. It was Ashley Farris. My stepsister.

Ashley opened her car window and yelled at me. "Run faster Claire!" Her laughter echoed in the air. She was the reason why I was hurrying right now. She made me iron her school uniform again and again to make sure that there was no single crease left.

Ashley and I were both seventeen, but she was a month older than me. We were both Seniors at Riverview High School.

We looked totally different. She was a blond while I have jet black hair. She was short and curvy while I was tall and skinny. Okay... very skinny. I didn't understand why I was so skinny. I tried to eat plenty and take multivitamins daily, but still I was skin and bones.

She always competed with me eversince we met. In the house, she wanted to get my dad's attention. She got my room and my stuffs. Dad tried to please her by buying whatever she wanted. Everything became in her favor.

Ashley was a smart girl also. We competed each other in school. We were both in the Top Ten Students. But I always got the highest rank and that was very upsetting on her part.

Her mom, Aunt Abby married my dad seven years ago. It was so sudden. I just lost my mom - she was hit by a car. I was still grieving when dad got married again in just two months. Mom was not even cold in her grave.

I lost my dad two years ago in a fire incident and that made my life became a calvary. Aunt Abby and Ashley made my life miserable. They stopped treating me like a family. I became a squatter in my own house.

Don't worry Claire, one more year and you'll be free. I murmured to myself.

I was just in time when the school bus arrived in the bus station. I was so relieved.

I saw my bestie, Rhea when I entered the bus. I sat down beside her and put my maroon Jansport backpack in front of me.

"Hi Claire. You look like a mess."

"I know right." I combed my long tangled hair with my fingers and fixed my eyebrows with my fingertips. I was so conscious with my eyebrows because they were so thick like those of the werewolves and pointing everywhere. I have to flattened them and kept in place all the time.

"Did you finish your Science homework?"

"Of course. I finished it early this morning." I smoothened the creases of my uniform and tightened my tie.

"I'm not sure with my answer in number ten. Can you help me on it?" Rhea pleaded.