Perfect

My hardship

HAZEL'S POV

As usual I woke up at 5am.school starts at 6:50. I did my morning routine, as usual. I went down the stairs and greeted my father who just gave me a nod. I sat down and as usual my brother came late for breakfast making father angry. If you are wondering about my mother, she had passed away when I was 8 and my brother 10. Yeah we have only 2 years difference. We get along well despite our differences. I am addressed as the 'perfect' child. While my brother is a disgrace. He wanted to become an Idol. So he went to a academy specialized for it. As you may have already guessed my father and my older brother is on bad terms. While I am doing as my father wants me to.

I looked at the time. I had only 15 more minutes. I hurry and get up to leave only to be stopped by my father.

Father: Come home early. I want you to join me at a party.

Me:Yes father.

My brother got up from his seat as soon as I finished my sentence.

Father: Harry.

Harry: Yes father?

Father: I want you to join in as well.

Both me and my brother's eyes widen at my fathers word.

My brother doesn't say anything.

Father: I want an answer Harry.

Harry: ..... Yes father.

In the end he also had to agree.

*Time skip, lunch break*

I sat down at my usual table with my group of 'friends'. I put the quotient mark cuz they aren't really close, just a bunch if people I hang out with. It's different people every week. I am that one person who gets along with everyone. Not only that, I'm popular and good looking too. And I hate both of those things. I'm pretty sure most of you guys think I'm an ungrateful brat or something. But I'm telling you. Good looking, good grades, kind heart. Those are the three factors for trouble. I've been used by a lot of people. And yet I still get hurt, I'm still the one who is used, hated. Well anyway I have one friend in particular I'm close to. She's my best friend. Her name is Lily White. She's everything I wish I could be. She is already a trainee to be an idol and she has a great family. They are so supportive of her. Although she has it all I'm not jealous if her at all. Why? Cuz she is my best friend. And I'm happy for her. Or so I thought she was my best friend......

-Later that day-

I came home early as my father had requested. I hurried to my room and walked into my closet to choose an outfit for the party.

I picked a red dress(picture above) and layed it down on my bed before going inside the bathroom and taking a bath. After the bath I did my hair and makeup (picture below)

I put on a light makeup since that's what my father prefers.

And a maid came to do my hair as requested by my father. (picture above)

- Time skip, at the party-

My brother and father wore tuxedos with matching ties. The ties and my dress colour matched. My father look a bit more excited today. For some reason it made me very nervous. As my father kept in introducing us a man who looked quite different from the rest approached us. He looked much more rich and younger than the rest. I'm assuming he's the host.

??? : Ahh Mr. Snow. Glad to see that you made it.

Father: Of course. I wouldn't have missed it for the world.

Both of hem chuckled a bit.

??? : And are these your children?

The man asked

Father: Yes. This is Hazel.

He said pointing at me

Father: And this is Harry

He said pointing at my brother.

??? : I see.

He eyes suddenly widened as if he remembered something.

??? : My deepest apology. I haven't even introduced myself. My name is....