Post by Faith on May 22, 2009 15:04:14 GMT -5
Pre-Game May 16th 2009
It was Saturday night and the music was blasting, the lights were blaring and the crowd was pumping in the hottest club in the city. Faith Harrington found herself dancing with her girlfriends to the beat of a new song enjoying every minute of it. People might wonder how an 18 year old and her five friends managed to sneak into a club... but it’s not hard when your dad owns it.
It was getting late into the morning when Faith checked her purse and saw some new text messages on her phone. Curiously she checked what the messages had to say but quickly regretted it the moment she did.
It was from Bruce her father’s personal assistant and the biggest annoyance in Faith’s life. He was always running around trying to stop her from having any fun in life, while at the same time sucking up to her father more than the teacher’s pet in her English glass.
Rolling her eyes she closed her cell phone and mentioned to her girls she had to go. They were accustomed to this as it happens a good three or four times a week. Walking out of the club already peeved with her night being ruined she scowled at the limo waiting right in front. Annoyed she walked over to it, got in, and slammed the door behind her.
“I told you not to go out here again,” A man’s voice told her, watching the young girl as she got into the limousine.
“Whatever.”
“When will you ever learn Faith? Your father is worried sick about you. His plane got in from Tokyo a few hours ago.”
“You’ve mistaken me for someone who cares.”
The man glared at the girl clearly liking the girl as much as she liked him. “You need to learn responsibility Faith. You need to take responsibilities for your actions.”
“Still don’t care.”
“Well maybe you should. Your father wants to speak with you. He’s sending you to place known as the burg as a representative of Quack Industries.”
It was getting late into the morning when Faith checked her purse and saw some new text messages on her phone. Curiously she checked what the messages had to say but quickly regretted it the moment she did.
It was from Bruce her father’s personal assistant and the biggest annoyance in Faith’s life. He was always running around trying to stop her from having any fun in life, while at the same time sucking up to her father more than the teacher’s pet in her English glass.
Rolling her eyes she closed her cell phone and mentioned to her girls she had to go. They were accustomed to this as it happens a good three or four times a week. Walking out of the club already peeved with her night being ruined she scowled at the limo waiting right in front. Annoyed she walked over to it, got in, and slammed the door behind her.
“I told you not to go out here again,” A man’s voice told her, watching the young girl as she got into the limousine.
“Whatever.”
“When will you ever learn Faith? Your father is worried sick about you. His plane got in from Tokyo a few hours ago.”
“You’ve mistaken me for someone who cares.”
The man glared at the girl clearly liking the girl as much as she liked him. “You need to learn responsibility Faith. You need to take responsibilities for your actions.”
“Still don’t care.”
“Well maybe you should. Your father wants to speak with you. He’s sending you to place known as the burg as a representative of Quack Industries.”
This is the story of Faith. A girl who was given everything in the world without having to work for it. It is time for her to learn the idea of responsibility and to realize how her actions affects those around her. How will she do in a place full of lies, deceit and betrayal? Where best friends turn on each other and worst enemies come together for a better cause. Well, we will just have to wait and see.
Belle <3
