Jennifer scoffed as she continued to exit her room, she checked the mirror again, even without makeup she was still drop dead gorgeous, her designer bag and clothing flaunted her wealth even more than having her own maid. Jennifer giggled to herself as she reveled in her arrogance, spinning around before stopping.
"Wait, I would never think about leaving the house without my makeup..." Jennifer trailed off, her brain thinking about her habits as they began to warp. Snapping out of it she smiled and shrugged. "Oh well, always time for something new." she blurted out as she continued to walk down the spiral staircase to the downstairs living room. Martha was busy dusting a vase as she spied Jennifer.
Jennifer glanced devilishly "Oh Martha, I think you missed a spot."
Martha looked up and around sheepishly, already expecting what was about to happen. Jennifer pulling out a stick of lipstick and marking the vase she had just dusted. "Oh no, I think like, that was mom's favorite vase, you'd better get that cleaned up before she sees, I think think she'd like knowing her maid was ruining what she didn't own." Jennifer laughed as Martha only replied with a kurt "Yes ma'am" and quickly walked to grab a rag to wash it off.
Jennifer walked outside to the car that was waiting to take her to school. Sitting down inside the SUV she nestled into the fine leather as the driver began to pull out of the luxurious mansion she had grown up in.
The car ride was silent, as it always was. Jennifer pursed her lips as she opened the mirror to look at herself. Jennifer gasped, just above her left eyebrow, a red mark, small and circular. "Oh. My. God." Jennifer blinked a few times. "Tell me that is not a zit." Jennifer collapsed back on the seat. "I can't believe it, this morning sucks so much!" she threw up her hands, clenching them to the beauty gods.
The car turned into the public school. Jennifer looked confused. "Um, driver? This isn't the Westbrook Private School." The driver turned around, his face smiling. "Well of course sweetie, why would you go there?"
Jennifer blinked at her dad, now driving the car. "Oh yeah duh, sorry, I'm just, never mind." Jennifer slapped her head as she climbed out of the car. Her select imported heels becoming abit more functional flats as they touched the pavement. Jennifer waved to her dad as she turned around, flicking her hair towards a group of boys as she walked towards the school.