The President's Daughter

I really hate it. I hate my life. Why i have to come back and spend my entire life here in America after so many years. London is my home not America. Just so you know, I have lived in London for almost 11 years with Nana. Nana was the only person who cared for me, who had been there to swept those painful tears every time i got bullied by my fellow classmates in middle school. Nana was there to comfort me when i had my first crush and heartbreak. Sadly, Nana died last month and it's felt like i have lost my own mother. And since I'm still underage and minor. I would have need a guardian or else they will send me to the orphanage. So my parents have decided to bring me back to America and finally live with them. Honestly, I didn't want too. I already live a life without my family so why would i chose to be with them after they dumped me like a dog? Actually, there were many questions in my head though but still no answer. Maybe because they don't need me, they don't love me especially my father... My father. He is the President of America. The most powerful person in the world and it's only mean that i can't disappoint him or disgrace for my family. But are you kidding me? I'm only freaking 17 years old teenager. I just want to enjoy my life. "Your cousin is there," My mother told me over the phone. This is one of the reason why i chose to enrolled in this school because my cousin is here and I'm really excited to see her though. I wonder what would be her reaction when she sees me?Just enjoy okay. Call me if you needed anything, as in anything." I took a deep breath as my eyes narrowed down. "Yes mother.." I was currently standing outside the classroom while waiting for my teacher to open the damn door. This is my senior year and i could not wait to graduate. "I will be okay here don't worry." "Smile honey." There was a smile in my mother's voice. "The School and the faculty staffs are already instructed about your situation." "I can still go back to—" "Shantal.." Mother sighed patiently. "Please, we already talked about this.." "I know but..." "I know it's new to you, i know it's difficult to start a new life here.." She paused for awhile. "With us. But can you please give us a chance?" Okay now i feel bad. I know she is trying, we are all trying to fix everything. "I'm sorry.' I apologized. I heard my mother sighed from the other end. "No, you didn't do anything wrong just—"The door opened slowly and saw a middle aged woman coming out. "I will call you later mom, the teacher is here." Then i dropped the call and faced the smiling woman in front of me. "Hello Ms. Mckinley, glad to meet to you." She told me sweetly. "I'm Mrs. Grants, your math teacher and adviser." I just smiled at her. "Let get inside." I just gave her a smile. "Thanks." All eyes are on me once i entered the room. There were whispering, murmurs even whistle. I just ignored it and pretend not to notice. Mrs. Grants gives them a warning stare before speaking. "Class.." Her voice is very serious. "Please let's welcome your new classmate." I just sighed. "She is..." I'm confident that Mrs. Grant don't forget not to tell anyone about my real status in life. "Shantal McKinley." She turned to look at my direction with a smile. "Please introduce yourself Ms. Mckinley."Since i have no choice, i just stepped forward and let a loose air under my breath. "Hello.." I told no one. "I'm Shan—" "Hey!" A guy at the back called out my attention. "Are you single?" "Can we go out later after class?" The other one said."Stupid Karson." Murmured of the girl in front of me. "Behave class." Mrs. Grants muttered. "I'm Shantal Mckinley." I continued. So i can finally sit down and sulk at the back. "I just arrived from London and will continue my senior year here." "That's make sense you have a very sexy english accent." The girl in front of me again whispered. "Go sit down Shantal." Mrs. Grants instructed. I walked in the middle of the room and feels like a piece of meat that will be attack by predators. With a sigh, i sits down at the back so no one will to talk to me. "Okay class, let's go back to the discussion." My teacher said while she is looking down the table. "Wait, are you all here?" She asked the class. How would i know? I'm new here. "No Mrs. Grants." A guy in front responded. "Elise is not here yet." I took out my textbook and noticed an chair next to me. Maybe that was for the last student. What's her name? Elise? "That's okay—" But before my teacher could even finish what she is going to say when we all heard a slight knock at the door. Mrs. Grants silently walked towards the door and opened it. "Elise Shannon. You are late.""I'm sorry Mrs. Grants..." The voice is very angelic. "The traffic is horrible." "I will let this pass Ms. Shannon but next time..." "Yes Mrs. Grants. Thank you." The girl outside supplied. I was mesmerized and hypnotized with matching butterflies in my stomach when i saw this beautiful brunette girl walks in with her hair flew through the wind. She those soulful hazel eyes, perfect trimmed eyebrows and the lips...Jesus. Okay fine. I'm lesbian for crying out loud but definitely keep it only with myself for now. Since i don't really know how to tell my parents about my sexuality. All my inhibitions flew out of the window the moment out eyes met hers.. "We will have a long quiz tomorrow, so listen carefully." Mrs. Grants continued. It took me a lot of power to lower my eyes and focused at the book. The beautiful brunette sits down next to me a little confused. "So what's your name?" I pressed my lips together before turning my head to her. "I'm.." Gosh, she is more even beautiful right next to me. "Shantal Mckinley." The brunette nodded her head at me with a thoughtful look on her face. "Mm are you the transferee?" "Yes, i am." I simply said. She just smiled. "Well, you have a very thick british accent.." Living in London for ten years. What they expect? "I'm sorry if it's annoy you—" "Annoy?" She chuckled. "It's freaking good." "Oh.." Now i was speechless. "I have been told." "British accent is one of the sexiest accent for me." Gosh this woman is so blunt. "Anyway, I'm Elise Shannon." With a smile, I just stared hard and long in Elise's beautiful face. I wonder if is she straight or not... Well, I hope not.