Never Leaving You, My Love

Photoshop Scandal

Ok, so for this chapter I am dedicating it to Xx_Manniee_xX because she is fan of the inspired drama for this story. Please continuing reading, commenting, and please vote if you enjoy this story. Thank you! <3

Xander's P.O.V

I sighed loudly as I parked in the sudent parking lot at good ol' Lin Academy. I ruthlessly tore the key from the ignition and leaned against my seat. My weekend hadn't been the best of times; what with Jacinta mad at me, Decartia flying into town and Lucas waging war on me.   

With all these problems occuring at the same time; for the first time in a  long time, I felt helpless.

Not that I would ever let anyone know that, of course.As a way to stall going to school so early,  I began to mentally address the problems I had in my head. 

Well in retrospect, maybe I shouldn't have included Decartia flying into town. I loved her of course; but this trip was totally unexpected. I mean, come on, she wasn't even getting married in the States. Her fiance Wesley had promised her that the wedding would take place in Paris. My sister was a total hopeless romantic for that; but I didn't mind it; because at least that meant one of my family members would be in a love filled marriage. I knew she also wasn't here to get approval from Mom or Dad; because let's just face it....that's not happening.

Anyways, Lucas. Well, damn, talk about an uncharacteristic change of character. Ever since this famous incident two years ago, Lucas has had a habit of "bowing out." I mean, me and him have had crushes on the same girl before, but for some reason Lucas was always the first one to bow out; even if the girl ended up liking him instead of me. But I guess with Jacinta, things were different. It would be interesting to know what Lucas finds so appealing about her. Not saying that nothing about her is appealing, but.....I figure he must have personal motives for it for some reason.

And last, but certainly the one I was tryng to avoid thinking about; Jacinta. I knew that I was avoiding trying to think about her and I was really confused about this; bcause I always have this confident know it all air around her. But I just couldn't bring myself to be mean to her, like the other girls afilliated with B4.   I was either annoyed or entranced by her; and getting so flustered by a girl feels so new to me.  One part of my mind wants to know more about her, but another says I should stay away from her. Not to mention, she doesn't know the first thing about upper class society and etiquette; the inner workings and happenings of the rich and famous. So the smart thing for any rich coming of age inheritant of a billion dollar corporation to do would be to cut all ties with the elusive Jacinta McCallen.

Of course, I wouldn't have to do this if I wasn't the sole inheritant to vanBilt Industries. But honestly it wasn't like I had a choice in the matter. I didn't WANT to be an inheritant of vanBilt Industries. Honestly, I could care less about it.Running a business was hella boring and exhausting, and it did nothing to improve any family ties between me, Decartia, and our parents.  The moms and the pops could care less about the actual wellbeing of the customers or making a difference. To them, it was all about the green. But of course, most common people don't know that, unless you count freeganists or animal rigths activists. 

Because of their lacadasical attitude, I guess I was afraid..

Out of nowhere, my phone started blaring "Lose Yourself" by Eminem. I answered the phone.

"Hello?"

'Hey, Dude. You at school yet?" Nathan asked. 

"Yeah, man. Morning walk in starts in 20, as a reminder."

"Ok, cool.  Any plans for the weekend?"

I was silent for a minute; thinking. 

"I have this stupid VanBilt Industries thing on Sunday night; but other than that I'm not really doing anything. Why do you ask?"