The Billionaires' Redemption

10 years earlier Giannas POV “Dad, are you sure this is the best decision for me?” I asked for the tenth time in the last five minutes. “Sure Gi, Dalton Academy is one of the best schools in New York, also you would be able to make new friends in better social status.” He reassured me again for the tenth time. We were on our way to my new school. My dad is a wealthy businessman, he has millions of dollars, he works a lot and he barely spends time at home. This summer his sister got married so that left me without my female/mother role model. My aunt Vanessa took care of me since my mother died, but now she was starting her new life, and let's say I was not exactly included. Because my father couldn't take care of me because of his constant traveling, I am getting enrolled at Dalton Academy, a preppy and fancy boarding school where most of the next heirs and heiresses of the multibillion companies get dumped by their parents. So, my name is Gianna McLean, daughter of John McLean, Real Estate Mogul. I am 16 years old, I should be starting my Sophomore year, but since I was privately tutored I will be doing my Senior year. I am an average 5.3ft height, I love food so I am curvy, well a bit chubby, but I know I still have to lose some baby fat, well at least I hope so. My bright red curly hair, freckles, and deep green eyes are my signature look. I like comfort over fashion and since I was homeschooled by my aunt, this is my first real experience at a normal boy-girl school. Just the fact that I will be meeting other people, especially boys, makes my stomach flip. What if I find the love of my life here? That would be awesome because I have always been lonely. I was thinking about it when my father got me back to reality: “Here we are Gi, the best of the best for my princess.” He said with a wide smile. I guess he is more excited than I am. We were welcomed by the principal Mr. Knight, an old guy that looks like a very strict and stiff Buttler, kinda like a mean Albert from Batman. He had some people take my belongings and showed me to a room. The school looked like an old castle, and the interior was solemn like Professor X's mansion but bigger. I guess that is how old preppy schools look like. Now you can tell I am a superhero junkie. Love superhero movies and the best I can do on a weekend is plan a Marvel marathon. I got into my room, it was a nice size room with a walk-in closet and a private bathroom, nothing fancy, shower, sink, mirror, and toilet. The bed was a queen-size bed and all the walls were white. Resting on a wall I had a desk, chair, study lamp, and some shelves hanging on top with some books. I guess they are expecting me to start studying right away. I took a deep breath and turned to face my dad who was standing at the door of my room. “Well dad, this is it, I guess I have to make myself at home here,” I said in a sad tone. “Princess, don´t be sad, I know that you will be making friends in no time. Please call me anytime and text me as usual.” He hugged me for the last time and kissed my forehead. Little did I know my life was about to change forever. As soon as I was alone, I closed the door of my room and started unpacking my things, setting them in the walk-in closet. I was unpacking for about 30 minutes when somebody knocked at my door. “Hi” I greeted, opening the door. On the other side of the door, a teacher was holding a bunch of papers. “Mrs. Mclean, I am professor Lowell, I have been instructed by Mr. Knight that I should leave you the dormitory rules and protocols.” She said handing me big books, “You should read and understand all of them by tomorrow.”, She continued, and also our class president and his committee will be picking you up in about an hour, to give you a tour, so please be ready.”Now she said looking up and down at me, I guess she is expecting me to read the manuals and get ready in less than an hour. I just nodded in understanding. “Here is your schedule, dinner is served at 6 pm and breakfast starts at 7 am,” She said, handing me another packet with papers. “Thank you, Mrs. Lowel,” I said hopelessly. “You are very welcome.” She replied and walked away. Well, I guess I have to change and get ready for the welcome committee to pick me up. So I took a shower, pulled out of my suitcase a loose off the shoulder green top, and paired it with some ripped jeans and sneakers. According to my standards, I looked as good as it gets. I styled my hair in a half ponytail to let my eyes open and wore a little mascara and lip gloss. I was getting anxious, this was my first interaction with my fellow students so I wanted it to be perfect. Knock. Knock. I heard the pounding sound at my door. I opened with a wide smile, the sight on the other side of the door had me mesmerized in seconds. In front of the group, there was this very handsome guy, he was a senior. He was about 6 ft tall, with dark blonde hair and amazing blue eyes. He wasn't smiling but I could tell that his smile was perfect as well. Wow, I was mesmerized by him in seconds. Behind him, there was another guy and 3 girls, all of them seniors. I was standing there like a statue until one of the girls spoke: “What a waste of time, tell me again Tony why are we doing this?” She said, rolling her eyes. I have met this girl for less than 30 seconds and she was being very mean, I thought. “Because, Constance, I am the class president and it is one of my duties to welcome new students and show them around.” The guy in front of me, who now I learned his name is Tony, responded in an annoyed and cold way. “So you are Gianna McLean right?” he asked me, but I couldn't mutter a work, then he proceeded “Are you mute or stupid?”. Wow, another ice bucket my way, that took me out of my trance and I responded: “No of course not, I am not either one of those things you said.” I thought I was standing my ground when Constance, the mean girl said: “Well you don't look like that!” the other two girls mockingly laughed at her comment. Tony said “Well let's go, I don't have much time.” and started walking away, with his group of friends. They ignored me most of the time, other than the occasional pointing things out for me to notice where they were. We were about to finish the tour, when they showed me the cafeteria, it was about to be time for dinner, so I asked: “So I was told dinner starts at 6 pm, do you know how long the service runs?” It was a valid question, sometimes I lose track of time, and I don't want to go to bed on an empty stomach. The other guy present, who I learned earlier was named Jason, replied to me: “So you want to know for how long are you going to stuff yourself? Don't you think you are fat enough?” Tony´s face didn´t flinch and the three girls laughed hysterically. Involuntarily, my eyes started to water, they had known me for about 40 minutes and I had been judged and sentenced. They were mean and I didn't want to stay with them anymore, so I was leaving. As soon as I tried to step away from them when I heard “Oh are you going to cry? He didn't say anything wrong he is just stating the facts, you are fat.”Constance said in her high pitched mean voice. With tears in my eyes, I only mumbled: “Excuse me” and walked away from there. I was devastated, I wanted this to be a new beginning, a new chapter of happiness in my life, but it seems it is going to be a nightmare.