Fairfield Furniture

dave05hr signed
kygirl15: hey ... I missed u lately. where were u?
dave05hr: Hi practice is the coach wants me 2 be perfect raw. not much time lately
kygirl15: U'd want to quit. no time for myself or friends.
dave05hr: talk to the coach wish I could see u every day, but can not too important
kygirl15: Why not me? I'm too important rite?
dave05hr: yes but I need scholarships, is my life.
kygirl15 u do not need a daddy ur scholarship can pay just as easily
dave05hr: not really. Will not matter anyway it is the principle of the thing. I gotta go. goodbye
dave05hr signed
"Bye." I whispered, disconnect and close the screen of my computer. David was always done for me. I blow for baseball. That's all he cared about lately. I pushed myself away my office and I opened my door. Lock the door of my room was a habit I had when I did something and did not want to be interrupted. I turned off my stereo blasting .
Leaving my room was always a surprise. I never got used to the size of our house. Well, I called him a house, my parents and people around me that he called a manor. With all the rooms long and elegant furnishings and decor, I felt for him. Having grown up in a small town has always been a pleasure for me, but my father did things in style and landed a role on a television 6 years ago. Before I knew it, I soon found my family and me to move to Fairfield Haven, a gated community for the rich. Although we have been here a few years and I'm getting used to it, it can get boring. I hated all hotels and mini-hotels. Haven Fairfield was filled with exclusive boutiques, the most expensive houses and all those snob. Most communities have not closed the stores, but Fairfield Haven is different. It was done so that nobody should leave the community is that they do not want is what my parents love about it. Everything is 20 minutes by car. Surprisingly, Fairfield Haven is enormous. It's like a small town, but the owner just wanted people with wealth to be separated from the middle class.
Being Filthy Rich is not my ideal life. You must think I'm crazy. I love all things and the availability of what I want, but my parents are very strict when it comes to spoil me. They spoil me, but just give me my needs.
Do not get me wrong, I love my friends, but most of their parents could be snobbish and too social. Unfortunately, my parents were slowly turning in these people, and my older sister, Jade and her husband, Ray, who live with us. We had more than enough room for five families in this house, even if we try to do so welcoming and comfortable as we can. It's a good thing my mother never really lost his touch and comfort the mother. It is cooked when we were all required to attend the dinner. I thank God for that every day, because without a touch of comfort, I'd be lost.
I slammed the door shut and made my way into the hallway, or my room. Each person has his own hall. Of course, my parents shared lobby and Jade and Ray. These rooms have our own private bathroom and lounge designed perfectly for someone who is hall.
I made my way through the elegant staircase in the kitchen. I got an apple for the fruit cup My mother has always kept on the island. My phone, which was sitting in front of me was flashing. As I checked, I found three messages. All of them my best friend, Trisha. She sent a text message telling me to meet him at the fountain in the mall by 3:30. I checked the clock on the oven. It was 2:30. With just enough time I could do at the mall with just enough time to pick up a little something to give to Jade for her birthday this week and meet Trisha in just enough time.
I grabbed my car keys in the bowl in the FRO.