TOMBOY MEETS GIRLY WORLD // So close.. Yet, so far

Chapter 1

Claire's POV•

Hi, my name is Claire Taylor Jones. Everyone calls me Claire. Except for my over protective lovable (WTF) brother, He calls me Taylor.

My brother's name is Sam Michael Jones. I just call him Sam.

Now to my parents, they work and work and work all the time. I don't even get to see them.

We own luxurious hotels. We're always at the top when we're talking about hotels. That's why they're so busy.

As you can see, I'm just a normal girl period. It's amazing that I barely passed to society's standards. I usually blend in with the crowd, I don't want to be "too extra". If I would be extra I don't want to be like my brother's bitchy girlfriend. Gosh.

Speaking of my brother! My brother on the other hand. Is popular. He is the captain of the basketball team on our school.

GREENVILLE ACADEMY. Yep, that's the name of our school. But it also has a another building. For college. Yep, this school has high school and college in it. I'm in the 11th grade while my brother is on the 12th grade. After that, college.

Knock knock

"Miss Jones, breakfast is ready. You don't want to be late for school, Miss." Ooh! That's our butler. His name is Alfred. We also have a nanny too, Her name is Lola. Ever since I was born Alfred and Lola are there for me. Since you know, my parents weren't there both Alfred and Lola still gave me the love I deserve. Which, I'm truly grateful for. Lola is the head of the housekeeping while Alfred is just Alfred.

"Ok, Al. I'll be downstairs!" I said.

Crap, I forgot it's the first day of school. I quickly went to the bathroom and took a shower. I dressed up simple. Wearing some sneakers, some jeans, a shirt and my snapback.

"CLAIRE TAYLOR JONES!" It's SOOOO EARLY IN THE MORNING AND HE'S ALREADY SCREAMING? What the hell!

"OK! OK!" I hate waking up early, based on your observation I'm not really a morning person.

I opened my door and I saw my brother.

"HAHAHAHAHAH!"

"WHAT'S SO FUNNY?! WE'RE GONNA BE LATE!!!" He said furiously. He is so angry that his face looks like a tomato. HAHAHHA.

"Geeez! Haha. Ok, ok. Let's go!" We went down the stairs and I knew he finished eating. My brother is such a morning person. I hate it. I just grabbed an apple and I'm good.

We went inside our service car and our driver drove us to school.

Even though my brother is so angry, I know that he loves me. If you're wondering what he looks like he also has a brown-ish hair , browned eyed, 6 inches tall, and wearing clothes. Duh. Ok, hahaha. Yep, we look alike. Duh, he's my brother.

We're here. GREENVILLE ACADEMY. We got off the car and I know it's going to be a great year. Typical, my brother went off with his teammates/friends. I sighed and just went on.

"CLAIIREEEEEEEEE!" Oh my God. She screams like she was born with a microphone on her throat.

"Allison! Hey!" We hugged and you know, chit chat here and there.

This is Allison Wright. Her mom and dad owns a successful fashion industry. Look at her! She totally looks like a model. I mean, why would she be friends with me? She's extra and I'm basic. She's like nike and I'm crocs, She's that beautiful boutique and I'm the department store. Ok, ok. Enough.