Round n Round We Go

Prologue

An old, black, Toyota, with its rear bumper covered in newspaper to protect the messed up paint, slowly pulled up on the side of the road in Bel Air neighborhood of the city of angels, the driver highly uncomfortable and self-conscious. Only one block away, the street was visibly crowded like a fashionable sports cars show. Ferrari, Mercedes, Porsche, Bentley, you name it, the car was represented. Who would have known? It was no prominent fancy Hollywood party, but merely the first school year day of Marymount Girl’s High.

Maybe it was exaggerated, the driver admitted to himself. But to him, the school was full of girls from the upper class, each and every one of them a princess of a notable family in the area, an heir of a multimillion-dollar family business and even more ancestors’ heritage. ‘Hell the Kardashian girls all went to school here! Now it’s the Peabody and Porter era.’ He thought to himself as well as being self-pity about his own state of financial matter.

Sam Kennard, the driver, a bitter man with seriously messed up life, was sitting in the front of the car and eyeing the cars that drove by them, squinting, inwardly complaining, and he diverted his line of sight to the dirty rearview mirror. A blonde girl with bright hazel eyes was in the back seat of the old car. She seemed a bit nervous, her clothes out of fashion, at least to those good-for-nothing girls’ point of view, but beautiful and quiet as a girl could ever be.

“Tina?” He cleared his throat and called.

The girl immediately looked up and their identical hazel colored eyes met in the mirror, hers sparkling with nerve and excitement, his plaintive and faint. “Yes dad?”

“Here’s your new school kiddo. You remember what I told you right?” He smoothed his hand over his stubble on the chin.

“Yes, I do.” The girl named Tina calmly responded. Her eyes became a bit dime because of the doubtful question.

But the man wasn’t quite willing to let the topic slip away just then. He went on. “You understand the Porter family and its traitorous conspiracy had done so much damage to us. It’s all because of them that we have to live in the place we live, drive this fucker on the street, and not even a single company would hire someone who was suspected embezzlement!”