thronekid:

yah i do,i thnk u shud b d one t du dat na,abi?

lols! Am not the barman la, i guess ya good in it

Am gud sweetie.... Wbu.... Happy new year

sophieabou:
Alma watsup

almacherish:
Am gud sweetie.... Wbu.... Happy new year

where have you been? I haven't seen you around?

A/N: Dedicated to
D9ty7 & Thronekid for making the awesome phrases for me in this thread =)
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
If I was a rich girl, na
na, na na, na na, na na
na na, na na, na na na
See I'd have all the
money in the world if I
was a wealthy girl
No man could test me,
impress me, my cash
flow would never ever
end
Cuz I'd have all the
money in the world if I
was a wealthy girl
~"Rich Girl" Gwen Stefani
At school the next day,
I was practically a
zombie. I’d barely
gotten any sleep last
night, and as a result,
had slept through all of
my morning classes.
I was so distracted by
my family drama that I
wasn’t even freaking
out about the fact that
I was probably screwed
for next week’s tests.
“Maybe you should go
home early
today,”Venice
suggested, as we
walked slowly to our
next, shared class. “You
look like you’re about to
collapse.”
“I concur.”
I whipped my heard
around, and saw
Adriana leaning against
the wall, outside the
Scions’ private
classroom. I hadn’t
even noticed we were
in this part of the
school.
“I’m fine,” I mumbled.
“I can’t just skip
school.”
“Don’t be silly,” the
leggy blonde said,
sounding exasperated.
“You obviously need
some serious R&R after
yesterday. And if I’m
right—which I usually
am—you couldn’t sleep
last night, hence why
you’re walking around
like a card-carrying
member of the
undead.”
“Thanks. Do I look that
horrible?” I asked dryly.
“You’re getting there.”
Adriana pushed herself
off the wall and tossed
her shining golden hair
over her shoulder. As
usual, she looked
impeccable in a fitted
suede jacket over a
beaded tank and a pair
of low-slung, perfectly
faded Seven jeans that
made her legs look
miles long.
“Anyway, I’ve already
secured permission
from the school to take
you two out for a girls’
day. Or afternoon,
really.”
“Wait. You mean, I get
to come too?”Venice
asked excitedly, her
green eyes even bigger
than usual.
“Why not? You’re
Maya’s best friend, and
she needs as many
friends around her as
possible.” Adriana gazed
at me with a hint of
sympathy in her aqua
eyes.
I shook my head.
“Thanks for the offer
but—“ Yawn. “I’ll be—“
Another yawn. “Fine.”
“Do I need to kidnap
you?”
My face fell. If this kept
up, I was going to break
a world record for most
kidnappings in a month.
And I had no doubt
Adriana would do it too.
“When you put it that
way,” I groused, looking
longingly down the hall,
though I didn’t know
why. My next class was
calculus, and I hated
math.
Adriana looked pleased.
“Good. Come on.” She
began to walk down
the hall towards the
double glass doors that
led outside.
Venice, at least, didn’t
seem to have any
hesitation in ditching
school as she practically
ran after the blonde,
obviously thrilled at the
idea of being able to
miss calculus.
Sighing, I followed them
into the backseat of a
waiting chauffeured
Rolls-Royce.
“Where are we going?” I
asked, settling
comfortably into the
plush leather seat.

La Maison de la
Sérénité,” Adriana
answered, putting on a
pair of oversize Chanel
sunglasses as she
named the most
expensive and exclusive
spa in town.
“Really? My mom loves
that place,” Venice
exclaimed. Leaning over,
she whispered into my
ear, “It’ll be good for
you, Maya. I heard the
masseuses there are
amazing.”
I shrugged. “Ok,” I said
in a lackluster voice,
though I was a bit more
excited.
I’ve always wanted to
go a spa.
“So what are you going
to do about the whole
babysitter
thing?”Venicea sked. I’d
filled her in on
everything during lunch,
which I’d taken in the
library because I was
too tired to deal with
the Scions today.
Adriana’s head snapped
up. “What babysitting
thing?”
I glumly explained my
father’s threat to her,
and I saw anger flash
across her face.
“Seriously? No offense,
but that is so
hypocritical of him,” she
said, sounding annoyed.
“That’s what I said.
What can I do?” I
slumped down in my
seat.
Adriana smirked.
“Blackmail him?”
“I’ve thought about it,
but I just don’t think I
can go through with it,”
I said honestly. “It’s not
in my personality.”
She laughed. “That’s
what I figured. You’re
too nice sometimes,
Maya.” She paused. “So
you need someone to
look after you for two
weeks, huh?”
I nodded. “Yep.”
“Interesting.”
That was weird.
Personally, I don’t see
anything interesting
about my situation at
all.
When we arrived, I
couldn’t help but gaze
at the sleek, Japanese-
style building in awe. It
was surrounded by
leafy trees and
reflecting pools, and
exuded an aura of utter
serenity, just like its
name said.
In the breezy lobby,
which was open on
three sides, a slender
dark-haired woman clad
in all white greeted us
with a warm smile.
“Miss Perry, Miss
Lindberg, Miss France,
please follow me,” she
said, leading us down a
long hallway.
Venice and I exchanged
glances. Wow. They
were good here, if they
already knew who we
were before we’d even
said anything. Although
maybe the lady just
recognized Adriana.
She showed us all into
different rooms,
explaining that ‘Miss
Perry’ had pre-booked
different treatments
for the three of us. I
had gotten something
called the Tahitian
Goddess package, with
included a manicure,
pedicure, facial, body
treatment, and 50-
minute massage, all in a
section of the spa that
looked like, well, Tahiti.
Now, I don't consider
myself a particularly
materialistic person, but
I had to admit, this
treatment was nice.
More than nice. I
wondered briefly what
it would be like to have
so much money, to be
able to buy whatever I
wanted and go
wherever I wanted
without a second
thought. I immediately
dismissed it.
Sure, it'd be nice to have
a private jet and weekly
spa days and a closet
full of Gucci and Prada,
but if it meant I had
even the slightest
chance of turning into a
typical Valesca rich-girl
clone, then I'd rather
give it all up.
“Which color would you
like, Miss Lindberg?” my
pedicurist asked kindly,
handing me a book filled
with literally hundreds
of nail colors by OPI,
Essie, and Lippmann
Collection.
“Whoa, this is a lot,” I
murmured, a bit
overwhelmed.
Finally, though, I settled
for a gorgeous deep
burgundy. It seemed
appropriate for fall.

Shaxee:
i've be really busy with our site! Thats why! You know i need to update all of my other stories there!

Yeah right. Thanks for the updates

SusannaJohnson:

Yeah right. Thanks for the updates

, your welcome dear!

almacherish:
Am gud sweetie.... Wbu.... Happy new year

same 2 u dear.

almacherish:
Am gud sweetie.... Wbu.... Happy new year

same to u dear.

Ive been around... How u doing

Shaxee:
where have you been? I haven't seen you around?

almacherish:
Ive been around... How u doing

am cool just that i haven't heard from you! For sometime now!

Shaxee:
Toeyean1507 i haven't heard from you! Or re you playing invisible here? Lols! Cheer up la

Oh! Don't mind me. I actually relegated to ghost mode. Thanks for noticing all dah same

Toeyean1507:
Oh! Don't mind me. I actually relegated to ghost mode. Thanks for noticing all dah same

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Toeyean1507:
Oh! Don't mind me. I actually relegated to ghost mode. Thanks for noticing all dah same

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Toeyean1507:
Oh! Don't mind me. I actually relegated to ghost mode. Thanks for noticing all dah same

lols! Alright dear! Dont play invisible! Just cheer up

Stories to read on Coolval22.com www.coolval22.com/Vforum/topic/the-heartbroken-heartbreaker/

Shaxee:
[img][/img] lols! Alright dear! Dont play invisible! Just cheer up

*smiling. U got me hooding out already

Toeyean1507:
*smiling. U got me hooding out already

Toeyean1507:
*smiling. U got me hooding out already

Toeyean1507:
*smiling. U got me hooding out already

lols, how la?

Update too short Shaxee, why? Thanks for d updates, looking forward to two more tonight, pls.

---

“Really?” Adriana picked
up a skimpy black
negligee, looking
horrified. “This…is your
grandmother’s?”
“Ew.” I whimpered,
snatching the negligee
from her hand and
stuffing it under a sofa
pillow so I didn’t have
to look at it. “No! I
guess my mom is
packing too.”
I resisted the urge to
gag. That was just
gross. No daughter
should have to see her
mother’s lingerie.
“Maya! You home,
honey?” My mom
entered the living room,
panting slightly as she
set a giant cardboard
box onto the floor with
a small groan.
“Hey, mom. What’s
going on?”
“Oh, just some cleaning
and packing,” she
replied cheerfully. “Your
grandmother’s in the
kitchen.” She lowered
her voice. “I think she’s
cleaning out our
sausage supply.”
“No problem here.” I
shrugged. I was more
of a bacon girl.
“Oh, you brought a new
friend!” my mom
exclaimed happily when
she finally noticed
Adriana. She held out
her hand. “Hi, I’m
Maya’s mom.”
“Good evening, Mrs.
Lindberg,” Adriana said
politely, shaking my
mom’s hand with her
own freshly manicured
one. “I’m Adriana.”
“Oh, please, call me
Shelley. Mrs. Lindberg
makes me sound so
old.” My mom made a
face. “I’m so sorry
about the mess, it’s
usually not like this.
Things are just a bit
hectic this week.”
“I think Maya may have
mentioned that to me
earlier. You and Mr.
Lindberg are going to
Napa Valley?”
My mom nodded, a grin
lighting up her face.
I swallowed, the
tension coming back
into my muscles as guilt
took over again. I hated
lying to her, but I hated
hurting her more.
Hopefully, my dad had
been telling the truth
and wouldn’t do it again.
I would never forgive
him if he did.
“I have a family friend
who owns a vineyard
there. They hold some
amazing wine tastings
a few times a year, and
I believe they’re actually
planning one for next
week. I could put in a
call and reserve a spot
for you if you would
like,” Adriana offered.
Wow, that was pretty
generous of her. I knew
she was trying to
butter my mom up, but
still.
“Oh, no, I couldn’t…” My
mom’s voice trailed off.
We could all see she
really wanted to say
yes. “It’s too much
trouble.”
“It’s no trouble at all,”
Adriana laughed. “I just
have to make a call.
What do you say? It’ll
make your trip really
unforgettable.”
“Well…” my mom bit her
lip. “If it’s convenient
for you, then I suppose
it would be nice.”
“Great, I’ll call them
now. Please excuse me
for a minute.” Adriana
shot me a meaningful
look as she stepped
outside to make the
call.
I gulped, as my mom
started sifting through
the items in the
cardboard box. Here
goes nothing. “So, mom,
about the babysitter
thing…”
She sighed, pulling out a
stack of dusty
guidebooks. Where had
those come from? “I
know what you’re going
to say, sweetie, but
unfortunately, your
father and I have
already made up our
minds. Now, you know I
trust you, but your
grandmother is right.
It’s very dangerous for
a girl to stay by herself
for two weeks.”
“You’re right.”
My mom stopped and
stared at me in
surprise. “I am?”
I nodded vigorously.
“Yep. It is dangerous for
me to stay here all
alone. I don’t think a
babysitter is the
solution, though. I
mean, not only is it
incredibly expensive to
hire someone to watch
over me for that long,
but who knows if the
babysitter is even, um,
trustworthy? Besides,
I’m guessing it’s going
to be a girl, and two
girls aren’t safer than
one, really.”

---

I suppose you have a
point,” she reluctantly
agreed. She eyed me
suspiciously. “And I’m
guessing you’ve come
up with a solution?”
I beamed. “Now that
you mention it, I have.”
I tried to sound casual.
“Like Adriana said, I
was talking to her
about it earlier, and she
suggested that I just
stay over at her house
for the next two
weeks. It’ll be like an
extended sleepover.”
My mom frowned.
Before she could say
anything, I quickly
added, “Think about it.
It’ll be so much safer
and better than a
babysitter. Her house
has security that would
put the Pentagon to
shame, and there’s
always staff around,
anyway. Besides, we go
to school together, so I
can even get a ride to
and from Valesca
without having to walk.
And you don’t have to
worry about me trying
to cook at home and
burning the kitchen
down.”
My mom winced a little,
obviously remembering
the time I’d tried to
scramble eggs and
ended up setting the
pan on fire instead.
“I don’t know, won’t
you be intruding? What
will her parents say?
Two weeks is so much
hassle…”
“Oh, it’s no hassle at all,
Shelley,” Adriana said
smoothly, suddenly
materializing again. “My
parents have already
agreed, and honestly, I
would love to have
Maya stay over for two
weeks.” She smiled.
“It’ll be like having a
sister.”
I held my breath,
watching the indecision
play over my mother’s
face. “I’ll have to think
about it,” she finally
said. “I’ll talk to your
father and get back to
you later.”
Yes! That was a total
yes! Once my mom
says she’ll ‘think about
it’, it was as good as
done.
“Thank you, mom,
thank you, thank you,
thank you,” I gushed,
running over to give her
a hug.
She laughed, waving me
off. “All right, you
troublemaker you. Why
don’t you go in the
kitchen and help your
grandmother sort out
what she needs?”
“Ok,” I said happily. I
would’ve agreed to
anything now that I
didn’t need a babysitter.
I bounded into the
kitchen, where I saw
my grandmother
standing on her tippy-
toes on a chair, pulling
down a can of sardines
I didn’t even know we
had.
“Grandma! Let me do
it,” I called. “You might
get hurt.”
“I fine,” she said
impatiently, dropping
the can onto the
counter with a clang.
She hopped off the
chair, surprisingly agile
for her age. “Why you
put fish up so high? So
hard for me to reach,”
she said crankily.
She noticed Adriana.
“Who are you?”
“I’m Adriana, one of
Maya’s classmates,”
Adriana answered with
some amusement.
My grandmother
examined Adriana head
to toe, looking for a
flaw to dissect. When
she couldn’t find
anything, she finally
said, “Put hair away.
Too blonde. Blinding
me.”
“So, do you need any
help?” I asked, staring
at the kitchen counters,
which were loaded
down with a mishmash
of stuff.
My grandmother shoved
a can of Pillsbury cookie
dough at me. “What
this?”
“It’s cookie dough,
grandma.”

---

Such a cranky grandmother. Her character's always making me laugh. Thanks for the updates. So sad dat they closed the thread for the story 'Love and Hate'.

So shaxee! Why on earth will you be a victim of plagiarism! I'm so disappointed I swear!

Even this story isn't written by you.


it was written by ACRL37

www.wattpad.com/1429316-all-i've-never-wanted-chapter-1-run-this-town



Why are you doing this shaxee.

Fatalveli:
So shaxee! Why on earth will you be a victim of plagiarism! I'm so disappointed I swear!

hmmm, no need to be because i ain't worried! When you take permission of somethinq, i guess you didn't steal it!

Shaxee:
hmmm, no need to be because i ain't worried! When you take permission of somethinq, i guess you didn't steal it!

Damn! You should have stated that before starting the story, we are praising you and begging for more update and you're taking the glory!


I will be back here.

Fatalveli:
Damn! You should have stated that before starting the story, we are praising you and begging for more update and you're taking the glory!


I will be back here.

actually i've decided to drop it, and move on with my own written stories by me!

Guys follow the link and read the story for i dont wanna be part of plagiarism www.wattpad.com/1429316-all-i've-never-wanted-
chapter-1-run-this-town

frank317:
@ poster, this is very wrong... This story bus not urs and you are here taking glory for someone else's work.

What do u stand to gain? Ur conscience knows the work is not yours yet you pretend to enjoy the compliments.

Let me advice you. Pick up a pen and put down your own story... It actually feels good knowing people love ur work

seems lyk av came across ur username b4,u commented on "love&hate"story by shaxee.saying it's nt his work nd closed d thread,,please dude cn u jus tel me wats happenin?..i nid 2 knw pls

Shaxee:
haha, itz gonna be nice for her!! But don't give her a copy right, we need the original dogoyaro hehe, you know what i mean

dogoyaro?lols,i wud av prefer dat suya o

SusannaJohnson:
Such a cranky grandmother. Her character's always making me laugh. Thanks for the updates. So sad dat they closed the thread for the story 'Love and Hate'.

same here,m sadder dan u are.

sophieabou:
dogoyaro?lols,i wud av prefer dat suya o

nah, suya is too cost these days