AN: I don't know what my purpose was writing this but it will be interesting to say the least. REVIEW!

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Chapter 1:

Alicia POV:

Hi peeps! I'm Alicia -. Well I don't exactly know what my last name is. I was adopted when I was 6 from Britain by a family who was on holiday and wanted to adopt a British child. Now I live in America. Weird right? Anyways, it's my 11th Birthday in a few days. I'm sooooooooo excited! I hope I get tons of presents! Wait, what am I talking about? Of course I will! I'm the most popular girl at school cuz I have a British accent I've held on to for all of these years. Plus, I'm amazingly beautiful. Okay! I might be a bit vain but I'm fine with that. My parents own Apple so I have a huge amount of money being spent on me. And I go to the best private school in America. My life's pretty good but, why do I always feel as if I'm missing something? I wish I knew.

I sighed as I heard my personal maid come in and tell me that my parents arrived back from their business trip.

"Mum! Dad!" I shouted as I ran downstairs.

What most people don't know is that my dad is unfertile. So my parents can't have children. I guess that's why they adopted me.

"Hi sweetie!" my mum said as I ran up to hug her.

Then I saw my dad with probably another client walking through the door.

I quickly stood up straighter and said, "Good afternoon father, sir." with a quick curtsy.

"You don't have to be so formal Alicia." dad said.

I quickly let out a breath of relief. Sometimes I have to be the perfect heiress of a huge company. Other times I and my family can act just like that. A family.

"This is an old friend of mine Lucius (sp?) Malfoy. He is the one I was going to see in Britain when we adopted you." daddy said.

"Pleasure to meet you Lord Malfoy. I've heard many things about you." I said giving a proper curtsy.

"The pleasure is mine." he said kissing my hand. "I hope you don't mind. I brought my son along. I thought you might like having someone your age to talk to. He has never been out of Europe before either so I thought that this may be a good experience for him as well."

Then I saw a boy walk through the doors and come to stand next to but slightly behind Lord Malfoy.

"Pleasure to meet you Lord Jobs." he extended his hand to dad.

"Pleasure to meet you also Heir Malfoy." dad replied.

To get us out of this sort of tense atmosphere mum said, "Why don't we move to the study?"

Lord Malfoy nodded as mum carried on, "And why don't you show young Draco your room?"

"Yes mother." I replied.

I hope he isn't as much of a jerk as the last guy that came over. He was horrible. I inwardly groaned.

Well, at least I have my phone...