Lyla POV-

Ugh. I just got a text from my mother that she's in town this week and wants to meet up. 

I know, I know, usually people would be super excited to see their moms again... but my mom was different. She always expects me to be perfect, good grades, rich boyfriend, model, everything. My mom's the CEO of a magazine company, and she always wants me to be on the cover. Sure, I got my mom's soft blonde hair, and my dad's light blue eyes, but I sure wasn't model material.

After I got the text, I sulked in my bed. I've been here for a good few hours before Ethan comes in. 

"Hey Ly, what's up?" He asks, sitting on the end of my bed. 

"My mom wants to meet up." I grumble. His face turns to confusion, and I laugh darkly. "She's an evil human being. 'You should join me at the studio this year Lylania' she says, 'Be more ladylike Lylania'" I mock, "God, she's so annoying!"

Ethan looks at me and laughs. He sees me glare at him and says, "Sorry Ly, but your full name is Lylania?!"

"Oh shut it, I changed it on my school certificate before I came to your school, Jay helped me hack into the system." I grumble again. Jay and I used to live next to each other, but he moved closer to the school. My mom didn't care that I couldn't walk to school, she thought a limo dropped me off to school every morning, but I just got the limo to go to Harley's house and I walked with her and the group from there. 

"Come on, she can't be that bad," I shot him a look and he started again, "Okay, how about I come with you?" 

I flew up out of the blankets, "NO!" My mom has always wanted me to have a rich boyfriend, like a celebrity. She would totally disown me if she saw that my partner was a middle-class guy. (No hate to my readers) 

"Okay, okay, how about you just go, and then tell me after?" He seems to be racking his brain for something to solve this for me, so I give in. 

"Fine, but I'm not doing any magazines!" I say, disgusted. I absolutely hate her.