SHBH 1 - King Bee

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SHBH 1 - King Bee

Dorothy’s POV

“Dorothy!” I roam around to look for the owner of that voice.

Once I saw her, I gave her my genuine smile. “Hi pretty girl.” She kissed both of my cheeks and so am I.

“Looking good, Dorothy… Yet you’re still the blonde, petite brat.” I shook my head. She let out a laugh, “I missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too, Yssa.” I smile.

“I bet you do.”

Again, I shook my head. I really missed her. Who would have thought that someone like Yssabel Clarke would be my best friend? She’s way different from me. I’m just Dorothy White. Nothing else.

Well… I live my life in different world. Away from such chaos. Away from the burdens that my father wants me to carry all my life. Life’s a bitch, indeed.

As much as I don’t want to give a damn, I can’t. Being a White is a curse. Too much wealthy is a curse.

Get that? I hope you do.

“So, how are you? I heard you’ve been to Paris.” She said, I nod. “Yeah, same old Paris. I really thought that was the most romantic place on earth, but for me? Na uh. Alone in that place sucks.” I rolled my eyes heavenwards.

Alone for the whole summer.

My Parents are always away minding their precious business. We barely saw each other thrice a year. Well, lucky if their present when it’s Christmas. Don’t hope, Dorothy.

 

“That’s why you should have a boyfriend.” She giggle,

I rolled my eyes. “Quit it! That won’t ever happen.” I sigh. She’ll totally pursue this. She has this pleasing tactic when it comes to this kind of conversation. Very her. “Come on, babe. Look at you!” Pointing over me, “You have the curves, the looks and the charisma. What else would they want? All in all, it’s you!”

“No. That’s it.” I said.

She grimace, “Babe, you’ll end up in a convent if you don’t try. Just date, please. Or else I will force you to do it, hook or by crook. You know I can.”

Shit. She’s serious.

I frown, “Can we just not talk about this? You know it’s giving me goose bumps whenever we talk about that stuff.” I said half explaining. I hope she’ll drop this one. Boyfriend thing is not for me.

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