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Jealousy. The Belmonte family thrived on the jealousy of others. Success was an understatement when applied to them and especially when applied to the older teenage daughter of the family, Ms. Nicolette Paris Alessandra Belmonte. Her first name derived from her great grandfather's name, Niccolo. Her middle name after the heiress Paris Hilton whom was only a few years Nicolette's senior and bore a striking resemblance to the young girl. Her saint name, Alessandra, received at her confirmation into the Catholic church at age 13. Even her name revealed her teen 'royalty'.
As one might have guessed Nicolette, also known as Nic, was at the least a successful teen. At her current age of 17, she had 17 years of experience in the public eyes and the entertainment and fashion industries 'under her belt', so to speak. Her father being a wealthy businessman, her birth had been celebrated grandly and the celebration of her life had yet to cease. At 2 years old, blue eyed and blonde Nic's face was plastered over the covers of baby magazines across the nation, soon to be across the world. At age 4 she began working in a weekly well known sitcom, which ran for 8 years. At age 7 she received her first leading role in a movie. At age 11 she released her first pop album in the U.S., the world release a year post. And at age 13 Nic started her career on the runways of masses of famous designers. She had grown up in the public eye and intended on staying there as long as she liked. Nicolette was living most little girl's dreams, but she still managed to keep a level head throughout all of the publicity.
Her family's main home was settled in Southern California. It was a grand house made of brick, with large white pillars lining the outside. Masses of windows sparkled clean and a large fountain sat in the center of the circular driveway which currently held Nicolette's signature pink limo. The home held a total of 163 rooms serving every purpose one might need. A work force of 75 staffed the house all hours of the day and were boarded in a smaller house behind the pool yard and back yard of the main one.
Located in her own bedroom in the east wing of the home was Nicolette. Her room was extravagant and describable beyond words. Anything and everything was in this room. Pink. It was one of the only words one could utter when first entering this bedroom. Pink was Nicolette's signature color and the room was decorated completely to show that. Nicolette's 5'9", 106 lb. frame was currently draped upon her pink four poster style bed, cradled be the pink silk sheets and down comforter. Her blonde locks where currently styled with large curls toward the ends and were sprawled upon the bed. Her lightly tanned face was accented with minimal make-up, yet still looked almost completely flawless sporting a light base powder, pale pink lips, and a smoky eye. She was currently dressed down in a simple light pink linen strapless dress that fell just above her mid-thigh. Matching pink heels were tossed on the floor, obviously what she had been wearing earlier on her feet. Her pink manicured fingers grasped a matching clutch as she lay.
Nicolette's school books were piled on a desk on the other side of her bedroom, her pink school messenger bag thrown on the floor beside it. Nicolette was fairly bright, but challenged herself to do well. Being 17, she was currently a senior at Margeret Withson Prep and planning on attending NYU the following year. In order to graduate high school, your senior year you are only required to take English and P.E. Of course, Nicolette was always up for hard classes, so she also filled her 9 class periods with AP English 12, AP Calculus, AP European History, AP Physics, Media Technology 4, Vocale Ensemble Select, AP Spanish 5, P.E. 12, and she had conveniently substituted her lunch period with Theatre 12.
She had been so excited to be excused from a lunch period. Why, you ask? A dark secret hid in the depths of Nicolette's life. Her name was Ana, scientifically known as Anorexia Nervosa. Nicolette had been suffering silently from this self destructive disease for almost 7 years now. Would she tell anyone? You better believe not.
Keeping poise in the public eyes, Nicolette seemed to have the perfect life; fortune, fame, and a killer body. And not to mention her Pomeranian puppy; Jasmine.
Nicolette turned over on her bed, texting a few of her friends on her T Mobile Sidekick which had been decorated in pink rhinestones. She yawned boredly as she hit send and awaited a reply.
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