In Love With Mr Billionaire

There he is—the man of my dreams. Everyone went away as I started heading down the aisle, leaving only the two of us. I can't believe I'll soon become Mrs. R- 

~BEEPPP BEEPPP!~ 

Fuck me. 

This obnoxious clock disrupted my lovely dream about me and Enzo. I was walking down the aisle with our 15 children behind me. 

What? My dreams are enormous.

I used my hand to knock the nasty monster off the nightstand and onto the floor, and I heard a loud crash that forced me to open my exhausted eyelids. The first thing I noticed was an alarm clock shattered into pieces on the ground. Oops?

That's what you get for not letting me continue my trek down the aisle to marry my ideal boyfriend. Couldn't wait to say my I DO.

I yawned and wiped my eyes, still feeling exhausted. My joy faded when I realized that I had school today. Ew!

I dreaded going to school. 

Well, not really. I simply despise the children that attend there, especially since he and that bitch Chelsea will be there; she loves to test my patience, and he makes my life at school a living nightmare. Even though I continue to receive A's, I can no longer concentrate on academics.

They say that when someone bullies you, it is because they are envious of you or like you, but I don't believe that. What's there to enjoy, anyway?

I am in my senior year and am 18 years old. I have blue eyes like my mother and dark brown hair, and I'm 5'5. I also have curves that I don't want to exhibit anymore because of him. He blamed it on the fact that I have attractive curves. Is it truly my fault that I was born with curves, though?

Remembering that encounter with him made my eyes moist, but I blinked them away. This is not the time for it.

Thank goodness this will be my final year at that Godforsaken school. I couldn't face another year at that oppressive institution; the only people I tolerated were Jessica Collins and Allison Grey, my two wonderful closest friends. 

I really adore them; they are just the greatest. I had another popular best friend, but things went awry, and our friendship dissolved. I'll get back to it shortly.

I live with my lovely mother and my 16-year-old younger brother; our father abandoned us when he discovered my mother was pregnant with my brother. Like, who does that? According to him, he just recognized that he did not want any children and that they were too lot to cope with.

Guess what, sperm donor? If you didn't want any children, you should have wrapped it before tapping it. 

Only the Lord knows how much I despise that man.

He is dead to me.

Not that we care about him since our mother is just the finest; she works as a nurse and occasionally has late-night shifts, but she never lets that stop her from spending time with us. 

She's the finest.