I'm the Anonymous

Chapter 2

"Hi best friends!" Andre says hugging us. "Hello Andre, you ready for the test today?" I ask him. Don't think that just because I'm rich, I don't study and that I'm careless towards school. I'm actually very ambitious. "Yeah, I am. By the way, Tash promised me to go to Starbucks after school and write our project. Are you coming with us?" "Andre, Tash, I would love to come but... ", "Yes, yes, we know. You have to see Josh," says Tasha with a frown, while Andre pretends he is beating me up. "Yes. I'm sorry guys. I promise, I will make it for Skype tonight, if that's alright?" I reply, hoping for them not to be angry at me. "Sure. But let's go now, cause the bell is about to ring," Andre says, smiling. And today's day starts.

I look at the clock - 3:08. "Two more minutes," I remind myself, "two more." After the long 120 seconds, it's time for me to go home. I'm walking towards the car, when my phone rings. I look at the screen. It's dad, great. "Honey, I left something in the car for you. I won't be home tonight, I'm working late. I'll also have to go to a meeting after, not that you will miss me," he says, and he is right! I won't miss him, even if he were to not come home for a month. "Alright, thank you. Have a great day." I get in the car, and in the back seat I see two bags: one from Louis Vuitton and one from Prada. He thinks he can buy my love, but I have to admit, when we got home, I hurried to my room so I can see what he got me. The bag wasn't bad at all, and I loved the new shoes he got me. But I won't accept this as love, or whatever he calls it.

I write my homework real quick and go on my phone. I check all of my social media. It's 6 p.m., and it's time for me to get ready for my dinner with Josh. I put on some makeup, not a lot though, prepare my new bag, put my Armani dress and get in my wonderful Fendi shoes. I look flawless. I'm off to my G - wagon, and I soon arrive to the restaurant. I get in and see Josh waiting for me on a perfectly put table. I feel... expensive.