Blake Day
522 Miles.
I went to school 522 miles away from East Grand Rapids, Michigan and somehow my father still revolved around everything I did.
Life is easy when your the rich white boy that has it all. I mean, I didn't have to worry about a lot of the things that the regular rich people had to worry about. My dad said that he had it all handled.
I come from a long line of wealthy white men that thrive off of power and taking from the poor.
I don't think there was a time that I don't remember when people weren't taking pictures of us in public. Everyone knew who we were and if you didn't know, you knew of our hotels.
New York.
Miami.
Chicago.
Dallas.
Seattle.
Los Angeles.
Beverly Hills.
We owned those cities.
"Sir, your father is requesting you be in his meeting now." Lola interrupted my thoughts however, I wasn't going to his meeting. I had other plans.
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