𝟬𝟰. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗺

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My eyes flicker open at the sound of my alarm

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My eyes flicker open at the sound of my alarm. I swear I have to change the ringtone every 5-10 working days because the sound becomes so jarring, and quite frankly traumatic that I can't stand hearing the same thing every morning.

I pick up my phone and do my usual morning routine of checking all of my social media, reading through a few of my crazy DMs from little girls who look up to me.

God knows why, they wouldn't look up to me if they knew who I really am.

Some of the messages make me smile, like the girls  that tell me that I've inspired them to wear whatever they want or that I've given them confidence.

Then the other ones tell me that I don't deserve anything in my life and I live off daddy's money.

I guess they're not really lying.

But I have made my own money too, so actually they're not entirely true.

Once I've had enough of reading messages with a million heart emojis I quickly reply to Kaylees message from last night, where she told me to not forget any interactions that happen between me and the 'cute guy' for me to tell her.

She really is one of a kind.

I roll my eyes and throw my phone half way across the room when Q comes knocking on my door. I honestly have no idea why she even bothers waking me up, I'm sure she would have no issue with me getting kicked out and sent to London for not attending my last high school chance.

I head to the bathroom to sort out my appearance. Except this time I don't bother doing any makeup since I actually managed to get a pretty good sleep last night, my eye bags aren't too dark.

I always sleep well after a cigarette, it calms me down.

Plus, who cares what I look like I'm hot and it's not like I have anyone to impress.

I do however apply some clear lipgloss because it's the middle of October and the colder months means drier lips- No thank you.

I change into a cute outfit consisting of a white balmain sweater and classic Burberry skirt, paired with an oversized vintage black leather jacket, before drenching myself in perfume and swapping my school supplies from my black birkin to my beige one, since it goes with my outfit perfect.

I change into a cute outfit consisting of a white balmain sweater and classic Burberry skirt, paired with an oversized vintage black leather jacket, before drenching myself in perfume and swapping my school supplies from my black birkin to my beig...

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