Perfect Princess
Dating Daddy's little girl(Mihae's point of view)
I wake up every morning in neat and tidy room, in a warm bed, with the smell of vanilla in the air. I walk into my closet and put on my school uniform and some black Guess Fedran HH platform heels. My hair is put up in a ponytail on top of my head with a white bow clip to pin my bangs back. The perfect look for the perfect rich mans daughter. I was raised to not only look innocent but to act it as well. Some think I am amazing to have been pampered since birth, some think me totally annoying because of my almost fake perfection. That is exactly what I am. Almost perfect.
I wake up, go to school, get perfect grades, go to my after school lessons, come home, spend time with my family, and go to bed. On occasion I will go to the mall, but I know my fathers body guards is nearby watching. He says that it is for my protection.
"Because you are a delicate glass figurine. You must be polished and cleaned with a silk cloth, handled with care, placed on a pedestal, and protected from anything that could shatter you."
When he put it like that I felt like a princess, like I could do no wrong and no wrong would happen to me. Living my life as a fairytale with everything given to me on a silver platter was my everyday lifestyle. Until one day, reality gave me a real good slap in the face, and it really hurt.
At school I am always surrounded by admirers of both genders, but the person on my right side was always the one I could count on. Teachers watch me pass by with yearning smiles, wishing that all the students in their classes were like me. They all knew me, the vision of pure perfection. If only they knew what was going on in my mind so they could see past the things th
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