Chapter 1
IVY
I lay awake staring at the glowing star stickers scattered across my ceiling the same ones my mom and I put up when I was thirteen and having trouble sleeping after our move to this new town, it’s glow is dim now but it still has a way of calming my nerves like it has for five years, I exhaled a deep breath I didn’t know I was holding while I twiddled my thumbs anticipating the ring of my alarm clock so my day can finally begin because today isn’t like any other day it’s the day I have been waiting for, a once in a lifetime opportunity to write the scholarship exams of the most elite boarding school in the world Estelle Academy.
This school has the best programs and activities with a hundred percent chance of getting in to any college of your choice. It has been my dream to attend this school ever since I was fourteen years old when my best friend Chloe use to tell me stories about how amazing it is and how she couldn’t wait for the day we get to travel across the world just to attend this school not to mention giving those snobby rich kids a run for their money, that was before she moved away the year we were to turn sixteen in the middle of the night without a heads up or a single goodbye, all I got were rumors that her dad was involved in some shady business and had to leave town, I was heartbroken but decided to keep our dream alive because Chloe always said “Estelle Academy is a place where you can make all your dreams come true”.
She made it sound so magical especially when she talked about a real life prince falling for her and making her a princess which didn’t sound so far fetched because royalty attended this school alongside the kids of billionaire and politicians, famous celebrities and people with good and bad influence, the absolute cream of the crop not no named country bumpkins like me but i don’t care about that,all I want is to be a part of their auto mechanics program and get into an amazing University so i can become an Automotive Engineer then i would be about to afford proper treatment for the burn marks on my mom’s back and left arm, i see how she looks at them in the mirror with longing not to mention how itchy it gets in the summer when the weather gets hotter, i will make our lives better I promise.
Just then the sound of my alarm clock goes off letting me know I can finally be free from the silent torture that is anticipation I practically jumped out of bed and into my bathroom to brush my teeth and take a cold shower in order not to tempt myself to spend extra minutes in the bathroom enjoying the luxury that is hot water and as I thought my experiment proved to be most successful because I was out of the bathroom in no time at all and heading to my little vanity while drying my self off as I sat in front of my mirror I took a few seconds to look at my reflection to chase any lingering doubt I had and seeing a confident young lady staring back at me made me that much sure that I’m doing the right thing even though my mom might not approve of me going to Estelle Academy because of the hate she has for the “privileged” people who looks down and treat ordinary people like us as trash.
She has never actually told me what exactly they did to make her hate them so much she only told me it was way to painful to say I asked if it had something to do with my dad or her burns and all color left her face before she let out a dry laugh that seemed very inappropriate for this type of conversation but then again I was just eight years old when she told me so I might have been reading too much in to things because she then dismissed it saying my dad died before I was born and her accident happened two months after I was born the both topics seemed to cause her grate pain so I never questioned anything, all I know about my father is that I look just like him and he died before I was born as for the burns she said she was in a house fire but nothing about the people who hurt her only the pain the casued her was a great amount and now I will be going out of my way to try and get into the same school with the type of people who hurt my mom and who knows I might even be in the same class room with their direct descendants this must really look like a betrayal but what other choice do I have to make our lives better.
I know no matter how hard mom works she could never be able to afford college tuition and we are already drowning in debt but she doesn’t let me get a part time job to help her she only wants me to focus on my studies, which I do and I have a 4.9 GPA the highest in my entire school thanks to her,I really want to help her and this is the best way I can so she doesn’t have to work herself to the bone to come up with the money for tuition and this is the only way I can help her because this scholarship also covers the winner’s college tuition to any school of their choice.
So for her I will endure any adversities the “privileged” people tries to throw at me and I will come out victorious.
