Unfound Piece

A girl who was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, has everything that everyone wants; money, brains, and beauty. She is a walking fortune, she doesn’t even have to try to tell that she is rich because her stuff shows it already, from head to toe. She is the ideal daughter that every parent would love to have because she is always on the top; academically and even athletically. Everyone around her is intimidated every time she is present, all the attention will be given to her, but she is like a paper that doesn’t show any emotions. No one saw her laugh nor mad even at every achievement that she accomplished. You can’t see her expression change, she is always calm and doesn’t know how to smile. She is always alone, but many of the people around her claim that they are close to her due to her social status. She doesn’t have a friend and no one tries to because they feel inferior every time they see her, it’s like there is a wall between her and people around her. Her parents died when she was 12 years old, but even before they passed away she had always been like that because they trained her to be like that, since she was the only inheritor of their businesses and property. Being a child of a conglomerate family is not as easy as you all think it is, they might have all the extravagant things. Their safety is always at sake. They were already preparing her to be strong and independent and she turned out to control her feelings. That’s why she never sees any emotions and distances herself from other people. Her life has been planned by her deceased parents and already secured her future even though they no longer exist. What's important for her right now is to survive, be the best and find the ones who killed her family. Brona's POV It’s 7 o’clock in the morning and, as a normal person, or let's say most people, the first thing that they do after they wake up is to go back to sleep again, but I'm a morning person, because when your up early you can do a lot of things. And my time is so precious that I can't sleep for 5 mins more. Instead, I stand up and leave my bed already. “Good morning Miss B, here is your schedule for today”. I took a glimpse at where the voice came from and saw Jane, my assistant. She's been my assistant even before my parents died, but she's only 6 years older than me. She is wearing black trousers and a black coat with a long white sleeve in it. She is in charge of what I will do and where I will go and all the important events that I need to do or to go. She is the only person that I can talk to in this house, but we’re not friends, we’re just acquaintances. She only gave me my schedule for my everyday routine and then told me some important stuff and she would leave eventually. She’s not by my side 24/7, most of the time we meet each other in the morning. “Thank you” And she put it on my table. It is where I put most of my files and documents that I need to study. I stood up and looked for the paper that Jane had brought to me. I looked straight in my mirror and saw my reflection in it. I’m Brona Hudgens, and the only heir left since the assassination of my family. They failed to wipe all of us out because, obviously, I survive and, I will be the one who will inherit all of Hudgens' businesses. After looking at myself in the mirror, I go to shower and eat my breakfast that has already been done by my maids. Yes, I have a lot of maids, butlers, and guards in this house and they are all trustworthy, but I’m not close to them and always at my training and seminars. I’m learning little by little about how our company works and how I will run it in the near future. That’s my everyday life and I’m so used to it. It has always been like this since the beginning and will always be like this because it is already planned and I just have to stick to it. “Good morning Miss B.” as they greeted me with a smile and I nodded at them and hopped in the back of the car that was already waiting for me. It was a bulletproof car. It will take 10 minutes to reach the gate if you are riding in a car but if you walk it, it might take you half an hour or more than that. As I looked at the window of the car, I saw how big my house is, from the walls and full of priceless furniture inside and outside of it that many people like to have and live with it, but for me it still feels empty. We passed through the playground and there was no one in there because it was still time for school, but after that you will see many children playing there and it is annoying. I mean noisy kids that aren't cute. I don't like them. I don’t have that childhood experience, not because I’m not allowed to where, in fact we do have it in our house but I don’t really feel fun about playing, I don’t really know why but I’m just not into it. My reminisce stops when my driver says that we are already in school. Here we go again . As I open my car door, all eyes are on me, I can see it through my peripheral vision. They would look at me with envy, from my outfits to my shoes and bags, and then look at my face and greet me with a smile and it was a fake. I don’t have any friends here, but I know that I am respected, they never make me feel inferior and they all see me as their superior. I am the top student here, as I am supposed to be, because I am trained to be at the top. To be the best . “Who is she? Why is she not wearing a uniform?” I heard a student talking about me. Yes, I don’t wear a uniform, I wear what is comfortable for me because you never know when someone will attack you. Not only were my intellectuals trained but also physically. Since I am the only inheritor of my parents, I am also taught how to defend myself in case someone tries to harm me, even when my parents were still alive they taught me self-defense. Maybe that’s the disadvantage of rich people. There will always be someone that will try to drag you down, steal, or worse… kill you… “Sssh! She’s the top student of this school and, as I heard, they are also part of the board of directors here, and no one dare to ask about what she is wearing because she already stated that in her speech when we graduated from high school.” said the other student. “What was her speech all about?” asked the other students. They talk about me like I am not around, but it’s okay. I am used to it. If you are wondering what my speech was about, it happened when I graduated from high school as the overall top student of the school and was obliged to talk in front of all the students. Usually it will take hours to deliver it, but I don’t need that much time. I did it for only 5 minutes and I said only about why I don’t wear my uniform. “She only said that she is not wearing a uniform because whatever you wear doesn’t define your intellect and yet she’s wearing expensive thi- ..” They stop talking when I look at them “ahm.. good morning ” they greet me with their plastic smiles, but I only look at them, and leave to go to my classroom. I am a business management student, and I don’t think I have to explain that. Why? Because you already knew it. And this school that I am studying is one of the prestigious schools in our country and every student here is expected to be the best that they could be after they graduate because most of the students here are elite people. “Good morning class, as you all know, this is your final semester and I am requiring you all to have a final thesis with your partner, and your partner could be whoever you want as long as they take my class, and for those students who will ask if it is okay to do it alone, I will say no because it is in the memorandum of this course. So, yeah, you can start looking for a partner. You can use your time in my class. Bye class” As our professor leaves the room, they are already talking to each other about who they will pair up with, and yes, no one comes to me to ask if I want to be paired with them and I am used to it. It’s always been like this since high school and it’s totally okay with me too, because I can accomplish a task that requires a group by myself only, but the thing here is that it is a requirement on this course and I wouldn’t ask someone to be my partner, but if someone asked, me I will definitely say yes. If only … I just open my Macbook and do the other schoolwork and patiently wait for someone that will ask me if there is someone… 5 minutes … 10 minutes … 30 minutes …. 1 hour had already passed and I was already done with what I was doing, but still no one came to me and asked me, as I expected … Fortunately, our last prof came an hour earlier than his time and just to announce that we would make the introduction of our project proposal, that the submission is supposedly next week, but he said he wants it on this day and, luckily, that is the thing that I just accomplished earlier. I stand up and I can tell that they are looking at me while I’m walking towards our professor. “Professor, I already have the introduction of my project proposal, and I just want to know if you will approve it. Here” I lend my hand to give my professor the flask drive containing the files that I made. “As expected from you” my professor said with an impressive face. “Woah! You are really the best”, my classmates said to me. I just look at them. “She never fails to impress me. I thought I could finally get you this time but, as expected, you are always prepared.” as my professor said pertaining to me. “By the way class, I need your drafts on this day. You can start now.” Then he left the classroom and I am already preparing my things because I will have to go too, since I’m already done with my proposal. As I opened the door, someone bumped into me. “Oh god, I’m so sorry miss I didn’t see you and I’m in a kinda rush, I’m so-so-sorry, I thought-.” “It’s okay.” I stopped him because he was being loud. He looks at me like he is really shocked, no, he’s staring at me like I am not a normal person, like it is his first time to see someone like me, not in any romantic way but like he is wandering. I just looked at him and that made him stop staring at me. He coughed and looked the other way and looked at me again. “Ahm.. Miss, I’m just wondering if hakdhshsksuhs- I didn't hear what he was saying because of the noise in the hallway. "Miss?" as if he was waiting for my response. "Pardon." "I asked.. if ... you want to be my partner?" I looked at him straightly because he was not familiar with me. Although I don't talk with anyone, and don't know who they are,I know if they are students here because I'm kinda observant. And in this case, I hadn't seen him before. “Yes, I can be your partner.” I uttered, knowing that he was a complete stranger to me. It is not important right now, because I need a partner, and. I'm not going to work with him about it anyway. His eyes widened but back to normal again when he saw that my expression don’t change. I don't know, but at this moment, I feel ... weird. He's unexplainably. .