What Do They Know

A Chapter by Lyssa

This is the reason Olivia is not a people person this is the first chapter to just my luck

Beep, beep, beep! My alarm goes off and I up in my giant bed. I see the usual my big bedroom with mint green walls and a sit in window. My bed is the best thing in here. The comforter is mind green with accents of gray. I get out of bed. When I get out of bed my feet are cold so I slid on my house slippers and make my way across the room to my walk in closet. Its three thirty in the morning and this is the time I always start my day.

I search through my drawer for a sports bra and put it on and some stretchy leggings that were in the same drawer. I make my way to my vanity and grab some bobby pins out of the drawer and put my hair in a bun. I’m going to star my morning with a work out and some dance. I walk to my nightstand next to my bed and grab my phone off of its charger. I go to my door and make my way downstairs. I always like to dance in the morning. It gives me something to look forward to everyday, because I feel as if nobody sees me. They only see what they want to see.

Everybody I have been friends with think that I have a perfect life. I make my way downstairs to our inside dance studio. I start with some stretches and then I put on Billie Martens Song Bird in the aux. I start to dance to her soft voice and improve. I start with a Relevé with reaching arms then pull them into my stomach I turn, leap, turn, pirouette, plea. Endless moves I do with grace till the song ends. When it’s done I am out of breath.

I sit and stretch again. By that time, it is four o’clock in the morning so I make my way to the gym and decide to go on the treadmill for a couple of minutes. I grab my iPod and turn on miss Jackson by Panic! At the disco. I start to think about how today will pan out, more than likely it’s going to be the same as every day. I listen to that song about ten times and stop. I walk out of our studio and make my way back to my room. I take a shower and put my hair in a braid.

Today I start a new school great for me. This time I’m not going to tell people who my parents are. I want to be liked because of who I am and not for who my parents are and my family name. I get dressed I go for a black blouse, skinny jeans, and black flats. I grab my bag and head downstairs. When I get downstairs I see our maid Gretel making pancakes for my brother Wyatt he is only ten but he is pretty smart, my parents pay five thousand dollars for his schooling. That sounds crazy but when your parents are the Margot and Julien Taylor million airs, actors, photographers, models. They expect nothing but the finest education for their children. But when I was fourteen I made a deal to not go to some exspensive prep school when I turn sixteen.

They agreed but they were not happy. “ Hey Wyatt, what you up to buddy?”. I kiss his cheack and he wipes his face. I laugh as I walk to our silver fridge and grab cottage cheese and a banana from the counter. I sit at the kitchen island and watch Gretel make my mother her egg whites with cheese. But she does not have the coffe pot brewing for my dad. Oh no he left again without telling. “Gretel where is my father.”

“He has a press tour ‘’I hear from behind me. My mother emerges from the back stairs entrance in her usual. A skin tight dress and some black stilettos “Well he could have atleast said goodbye he knows what time im up in the morning.” My mom sighs “Don’t start Olivia, it was a last minute thing.”

“I don’t give a s**t I’m tired of not seeing my dad because he is the Julien Taylor, they don’t care that he has a family.”

“No, they really don’t care. Doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you. I know this is the hardest thing bout me and your fathers job but its what we do. You know we love you two right?’’ I don’t answer she takes her hand and moves one of my baby hairs and kisses my cheack. “ I love you Olivia , have a good day at school. If you need me contact Gretel and she will give you my work phone for the day.” She says as she puts on her coat laying on the chair next to me. She grabs her purse and walks to the table grabs her container of breakfus and gives Wyatt a kiss.

“Olivia you can drive the Jeep if you want, your father said you could. You know where the keys are.” That’s the last thing she says before she leaves. That’s the one thing that sucks about my parents jobs, they’re never around. I really don’t have a relationship with them they are always on the go. I hear wyatts school bus and I watch him out the door. I go to the dinning room an go to the cabinet with all the keys and grab the Jeep keys. I walk through the laundry room and the dinning room and my way to the garage. I get into the Jeep and but my bags in the passenger seat and start the car.

I open the garage door and start my journey to school listening to My chemical romance. I reach the school parking lot. I already see people staring. I grab my bag and get out of the car. I lock the door and put my keys in my bag. “Nice wheels, birthday present?” The blonde boy parked next to me ask. “ Birthday present.” I say as I walk away. As I enter the building I see a sea of lockers and students socializing. I take a deep breath and walk down the hallway I only get a few stares but they don’t bother me. At least they don’t know who my parents are. It gives me comfort that they don’t know who I am. I reach the front office and I see an older woman at the front desk she is a brunett but you can see strands of grey in her roots. “ Hello, I’m Olivia Taylor my mom said there was a meeting with a principle before I start.” I say knowing very little about what the meeting is. The older woman smiles. “Yes the principle will see you if you’re ready.” I nod. “Through the that door.” She points to her left.

I enter the room and my first thought is that it is dull and plain. There is a lady behind the desk. She looks mid fourties. “Ms. Taylor. How are you?”

“good thank you.” I say being polite. “So your mother has had a meeting with me and everything about your identity. No one knows who you are.”

“How much did my mother pay you to keep quiet?” I ask and she tenses. “one million dollars but I didn’t take it.” She says tilting her head almost studying me. “Why?”

“because that is a lot of money that I do not need. Also I admire you mother and fathers idea to let you chose if you want to be famous or not.” I’m shocked at her answer. Suddenly I feel uncomfortable. “well if that’s all can I have my schedule and head to class please?” I say looking down. She hands me my schedule and I head out the door.

It takes me five minutes to find my locker. I’m lucky its right next to my next class. I put my bag in my locker and grab my books for the first half of the day. “Hey” someone says behind me. I turn to see the blonde boy from the parking lot. “I wanted to properly introduce myself. I’m Luke and you are?” He says looking at me with a smile. “Olivia and also I don’t like people.” I say flashing an evil smile and slaming and office door.

My first three classes were easy now I was hoping to finish the day strong. My last class is science. I walk in and give the teacher my schedule. “Ms. Taylor you will be sitting next to Luke.” She says pointing to the seat next to him. He give me a bitter smile. Just f*****g great. I was having an alright day but here we go f*****g it up. I walk over to my seat and sit. He looks at me as if waiting for me to say something. He keeps staring through out the class. I feel my face getting red. “Listen dip s**t in case you didn’t hear me this morning in the hallway I don’t like people. If you keep staring I will take your eyes out and feed them to a dog” I hiss at him angrily. He laughs but that was the last time he looked at me in class.

As we are packing to leave for the day the teacher anouces. “All of you will have a project on the cell orginisms and you have to work with your lab partner its due in two days. No class time will be provided.” She says as the bell rings. Now I have to do a project with Luke. “He Olivia, we need to work on this project today because I have a game tomorrow and I can’t do it at my house my moms boyfriend is there and he is a tool.”

“Fine we can go to my house just follow me when you get into the car.” I say rolling my eyes and walking away. Once I get to the parking lot I call my mom. “Hello this is Tara speaking.” I was hoping for my mom not the assistant. “Is my mom free?” I ask. “Sorry dear she is in an interview but I can give her a message if you want.” I sigh. “No thanks bye” I hang up before she can say something. I start the car and look over to see if Luke is ready.

I take off from the parking lot and drive onto the road. While driving ocassionaly I look into the rearview mirror to see if he is still behind me. Once we pull into the familiar neighborhood of large houses. I make a couple of turns into the neighborhood and finally we make it to the gate of my house. I roll down the window and punch in the code and the gate creeks and opens. I ride in and park outside. I pull the keys out the ignition as Luke’s car pulls in.

I open the door and walk to the front. I open the front door and let Luke in. his mouth is open and his eyes are wide. Wyatt runs to hug me. “Hey buddy how was your day?’

“Good I got an A on my art project.”

“see buddy told you.” I say as I give him a high five. I look back at Luke, he still is staring. “It’s just a house Luke. Close your mouth the flies will get in. we can work on the project in my fathers study.” I say pointing down the hall of the entrance. ”Just through there give me a second I will get Gretel to make some snacks.” I say walking into the kitchen. “Hey Gretel, can you make some snacks something simple?” I say grabing a banana of the counter. “Did my father call at all?” I ask peeling the banana and taking a big bite. I lean on the counter. “No sorry. But that doesn’t mean he won’t” she says coming to his defense. “Thanks for having faith in him but we all know the answer is no.” I say throwing the peel of the banana away.

She finishes the snacks. Apples, cheese cubes, and caramel to dip the apples. I walk into my fathers study. I see Luke on the couch rubbing his hands as if he is nervous. “Hi sorry I’m back. So wha-“

“Your father and mother are Margot and Julien Taylor.” He says with shock in his face. Here we go. “Yes its not that big of a deal. I would like it if you didn’t say anything to anybody. If you do my fathers lawyer will sue you for more than your house is worth.” I say threating him. “No I wont say a thing. Wow! Why do you go to that public school if you have a house like this and famous parents. You have a perfect life why would you want to be with the slums” his comment pisses me off.

“You know nothing about my life so don’t act like you do.” I say almost yelling. “now if you are done with gawking at the house can we get started” I say. We started on the project and work on it for and hour before he heads home. I see him out and walk upstairs to my room. I go to my bed. I plop down face first feeling tired. I get up and grab some shorts and a tank top for bed. I take a shower wash my hair, pick out my clothes and set an alarm. I hear Gretel call me down for dinner but I’m not hungry.

I turn the TV on and watch some cold case. I sit on my phone and watch TV for and hour. Then my phone rings its my dad. I pick it up immediately. “Daddy.” I say with joy “Hey princess, how are you?”

“Good I can’t wait for our trip to New York this weekend.”

“Well that’s what I’m calling about. I have to cancel I have a movie premire to go to.” He says. “But dad you promised me.”

“I know but its for work.”

“So your stupid job is worth more than me dad.” I say loudly

“No I didn’t say that.”

“I get it dad. I know your priorites.” I say hanging up. I put my hands on my face and start sobbing. I get out of bed and walk to my bathroom. I grab my needle from under the sink. I sit down and lean on the door and start cutting.

I hate my life. I use toilet paper to stop some of the bleeding. I run som water on it. I walk out the bathroom to my bed and tuck myself in.