My Journey!

My name is Isabelle I have my dead mothers looks I am told ,her raven black hair, her stormy grey eyes and her snowy white skin .When my mother died my father died with her.Well he is still alive but his soul is almost nonexistent ,he buries his grief in his work and he hasn't noticed me for the past 16 years ,today is my 17 th birthday (a day just like any other day):perhaps I am being too hopeful but maybe ,just maybe the man I call father will notice me at last.I remember my first and last encounter with my father ,he told me I look too much like Charlotte -my mother - and then he left.Madam Isabelle your father requests an audience with you calls my maid Elise.Am I dreaming I wonder ,I walk hesitantly to my father's office and enter it .He looks at me smiling and tells me he has something very important to tell me.Isabelle is unaware that her father is going to say something that will forever change her life.Isabelle as you know your at an age were you should be interacting with people your age and socialising with them so I have decided to send you to an elite boarding school.The colour drained from my face so much , that my father told me to sit down as it looked like I was going to faint , I happily complied.I was thinking to myself that I have been barricaded from the world for so long and I am probably socially inept due to my lack of experience and my limited interactions to human civilisation.However I was unconcerned about my knowledge regarding class work as I was taught by the best tutors and was more than ahead of my curriculum,I was also taught multi linguistic skills ;at a young age I could speak spanish,french,arabic,urdu,latin,russian,tamil,Chinese amongst many others.Not to mention I have a black belt in Mixed Martial Arts which I think will come in handy.Oops,I forgo t to mention my father is the CEO of one of the largest companies in the world but people are unaware that he has a daughter.