All Chapters of Ain't Your Regular Girlfriend : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

My name is Lara Cila. I'm sixteen but looks more mature than my age, I am the one and only daughter of Peter Cila, a great businessman. I'd say we are very rich and I always get whatever I want..or let's put it like this: I AM DADDY'S LITTLE ANGEL.  We've lived in many different countries like China, I grew up there and UK, now New York City in the united states. Daddy wouldn't leave me behind during all his business trips and daddy never dated HER.  We are all we've got, with Magritte who's been living with us for over eleven years now. Magritte and I always tag along during all of daddy's business trips. Basically, these lots of movement would have affected my studies but they didn't, each time I change schools, dad always hires a new tutor to help with my studies.   Magritte is not just

"I can't believe this. I'm really going to Christy's party... A DMGIRLS. And Betty's gonna be there!". Clara gush. And I wonder what's really exciting about Betty... She and Betty. Hmmm...Betty doesn't even know she exists and it's kinda funny.  Betty Evans the school head cheerleader and a renowned bitch tagged slut founder of DMGIRLS. I plan on naming her that publicly.  "Hey, what's so exciting about Betty or... Is there something you ain't telling me? I ask pulling over in front of a building next to Christy's. We can just walk in from here but I need to talk with Clara first before driving inside, I need to know where those girls were always mean to her and why she came to their party." You've been talking about her since. Are you head over heels with her? I ask her.  "I just like her". She whispers and I gape at her word. "Yeah, who wouldn't like a DMGIRLS they are the goddess of

Nobody wants to talk about last Saturday. The DMGIRLS never mentioned it which seemed to me like a normal life routine in this school. I've been bringing up the discussion occasionally with Christy who seems to keep repeating the word "I DANCED WITH STEPHEN " which is weird to me. She never said anything else both everybody that attended the party are just silenced on the matter. While Betty and her group carried on with their bitchy attitudes.   Wanna know why I've been bringing up the discussion of last Saturday? It's because I want them to be scared, I want them to know that someone is watching them, I want them to stop what they are doing before it's too late, though it's too late I want to give them one chance for them to think through their mistakes and intend on amending them it seems like they would never do such.  "Lara, you awake?". Magritte asks as she quietly closes the door behind her and walks to

"Hello beauty, may I?". The prick asked and sits on the couch beside me.  "He didn't even wait for our reply before sitting,'' I say to myself.  "HI". Clara smiled as she takes his hand for a hand check. "You look like...  "Caleb, I'm Caleb... I don't look like anyone but the Caleb everybody knows". He snaps and withdraw his hand from Clara's 'and extends his hand to me, I look from his face to his extended hand searching for the fucking thing that swells this prick's head.  "The sit is taken". I say and slaps his hand away from my face.  "Sorry?". He asks as if I stutter over my words. I kept quiet and continued staring at the coffee cup. "Well... It's only gonna take a few seconds with what I have to say to you".   I wanted to protest but Clara kicks my leg and I look at her bitting down the rude remark I wanted to