Being the only child of "Mr and Mrs Wellington" has been my greatest astonishment cause of the manner at which they exhibit their love towards me.
My Dad "Mr Greg Wellington" a well-known lawyer whose competence is highly reputable, he has won so many cases with commendable clients.
My father is a typical example of a workaholic and so he barely has time for the family, but notwithstanding he creates good family moments especially during our picnic days at the Venice beach.
I love my Dad, but his reluctant act of not giving me enough attention sometimes kills me; "oh well what can I do, he's my dad after all" I muttered quietly
My beautiful mother "Mrs Gina Wellington" is a Nurse but unlike my Dad, she always finds time to chat with me and sometimes take me to the mall for grocery shopping but that's mostly during her free working days.
"Lisa don't forget to make mummy proud in school today?" she says every morning before going for her early morning shifts at work. I always chuckle each time she says that, no doubt she adores me and even though I'm 17 she still sees me as her little baby girl.
Naturally, I'm supposed to be close to my parents like other teenage kids, but in my family, there's this barrier between us.
One lovable thing about me the beautiful body features I got from my mom, her long black hair, pointed nose, her adorable smile and her nice body figure. Sometimes even on my growing stage, I have these matured body figures that make me look like a 23 year old lady.
My friends often tease me about my figure, but regardless I love my body.
I wonder why she didn't go for pageants when she was a teenager, maybe it's because of her mother's belief of women going for more serious career jobs than "pageantry". My grandma has always disliked beauty pageants.
I recalled the story my mom told me when I was 12 years old about the time when she was chosen as a high school senior to represent her school in a pageant. But grandma refused her from participating in the competition even with the plea of the principal, just because she thought it would affect her studies.
She nearly cried her eyes out that day and she almost grandma for that.
"I'm your mother and I know the best for you, young lady, " said grandma while tears rolled down her eyes.
All grandmas did result in her being a nurse today because she would have focused on her dream of becoming a "beauty Queen"
My mom loves her job as much as she likes taking care of people, especially when they're sick.
I've always loved to have a little baby brother or sister, but well, maybe I'm just destined to be an only child.
It's boring most times, especially during weekends when I'm alone at home, cause dad goes to play hockey with his friends while mom has weekend shifts at the hospital.
My life is practically in a box of sadness, even with the good things my parents are able to provide for me with their resources, there's still this vacuum in my life that is yet to be filled.
Betty and Frederick have been my friends for a couple of years now since we moved to Los Angeles, they both have contributed positively to my life.
Betty was the first friend I made when we arrived Los Angeles, her dad and my dad are friends, they both attend the same social club meetings.
She's like a sister I never had and sometimes she makes me feel like I'm never alone. But one thing I don't like about her is her spoilt nature, she always thinks the world revolves around her. She's a year older than I am, and she always rubs it on my face each time she talks to me.
Betty is a perfect example of a lousy, spoilt daughter of a "rich business man",
She always gets what she wants even the most popular boy in school "Henry Clinton".
"Henry is like the best boyfriend ever" Betty says
Each time we hang out, and truth be told Henry is not really into her, they are dating because of their fathers' social relationship, they both are spoilt brats so that makes them both compatible.
He is never my spec cause I regard him as one of those guys that thinks they can get any girl they want because of their social class, plus he's a high school senior, half of all the girls in school are crushing on him.
I've told Betty countless times to break up with him, but she has always my friendly advice.
Sometimes I wonder how we managed to stay friends for this long cause we're so different from each other., she's too proud, arrogant and self centered. We may be of the same social class, but she's just too much of a pill to swallow. "Oh well, she's my friend after all, it's not like I can disown her or something" I mutter to myself.
Out of my two bosom friends Frederick is the closest to me, he's always there especially in my down moments.
"What's going on in that pretty head of yours" Frederick said " oh nothing I was just lost in thoughts again" I stammered.
I became nervous cause he would start asking a lot of questions like a secret detector. He's always fond if playing silly pranks on me, even at school during lectures.
There was this one time he faked an injury to his right ankle; just so I would feel pity for him and come over to his house after school to check up on him. "Oh goodness, you stupid idiot" I yelled loudly with my fist punching his right arm, when I found out he lied about the injury.
I literally got mad that day cause I was worried sick about him, Frederick can be a pain in the neck sometimes.
I hate him, but at the same time love him even more as a friend. He lives in the same street with me. We often go to school together every morning, sometimes he calls early so I can be ready on time for school.
My parents are fond of calling him my "boyfriend" because of our closeness, but I'm sure we both just want to keep our friendship without the whole love or relationship talk.
Besides, I haven't fallen in love before, neither do I know how people fall in love.
I haven't experienced the true meaning of love or what it feels like not even from my parents cause they care less about me.
I would literally slap the hell out of Frederick's face if he ever says anything about "love" to me.
