Chapter One

I'm Samantha, 16 years old. I live alone all by myself. It's not because my parents died or they are not with me, it's because my parents disowned me. When I was ten, my parents disowned me. I don't know the reason why but they just did that. I lived on the street as a squatter child but my uncle Joe saw me and decided to adopt me. He doesn't have a family, a wife or children. He treated me as his own, he gives me love. But four years ago, he died because of his illness- Cancer. All of his belongings are transferred to me. I don't know what to do because I was so desperate when he died and I was going to handle his company and now was mine. Thank goodness he taught me before. I think he taught me because he knows that he was going to die. I handle the company well, it was now on the rank ten company on our country. Or should I say already at the top.

And my parents, they want me to come back to them. But I refused. Now I know the reason why they abandoned me, it's because I was dumb when I was child. But now that I'm successful and a smart student, they want me to come back to make proud of themselves in front of their friends and business partners and also my money and company. They don't like me, just my wealth.

Now I'm walking with my best friend Cherry on the street through the school. She's Been my friend since high school.

She's living in my house for a while because her parents are overseas. She doesn't like being alone in their house so I told her that she can stay on my house for a while.

She's sweet, easygoing, and talkative type of person. Unlike me - a cold introvert. I sometimes wonder why she wanted to make friends with me.

"Sam, let's go shopping this afternoon. There's a lot new clothes today!" She said to me happily.

"Sure," I agreed.

She wanted to become a fashion designer. It's her dream since her childhood. Her parents supported her about this. They always gave her a lots of money to buy clothes that she likes and she study their designs, she knows her limitations so they believe her. Her parents also hire designers to teach her in holidays. And also as her friend, I also support her. I'm so proud to have a friend like her.

We arrived at the school. Cherry went first to our classroom and I headed to the conference room of the student council. I'm the student council's president after all. I saw the teachers and other officers there. They are all chatting. I went to my seat and looked at the plans about the field trip this next week. We are waiting for the principal to come.

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