Hey Guys! This is my first Fan fiction! Please do not leave any bad comments okay?
Mitchie 's POV.
"Mitchie! I need help with my nails!" I sighed. That was her majesty Tess Tyler speaking. I trotted up the huge staircase in the Tyler's house. "Coming Miss!" I replied. Oh. Before I continue let me explain.
My name is Mitchie Torres. I am 16. My family was killed in a car accident 3 years ago and I was sent to live with the Tylers, my mum's good friends. I was given good things of course .But it was only from TJ Tyler. Her husband, Tony Tyler, and her daughter, Tess Tyler, treat me badly. They made me do chores, NEVER ENDING ones. TJ was seldom home and I was always ordered around. Can't talk anymore, Her Majesty need my help.
Tess POV:
Where is that good for nothing girl! Ever since she was sent here, my mum treats her so well! Well, I'll show her! Suddenly, that stupid doorbell rang. I had to answer it of course. If that good for nothing Mitchie did, it would ruin my family's reputation!
Shane's POV:
"Curse the press!" I uttered to myself. I was chase by like a zillion of fan girls and paperazi! ( Please tell me the spelling) I saw a house nearby. Correction. A mansion. Those people will catch up soon.I had no choice but to run for the house and ring the doorbell.
Please tell me if I should continue the story.