Had to hussle just to make a way
Riding dirty on the highway
And it all changed one day
It’s the moment I was waiting on.

All My Life – Flo Rida

Maybe there’s something in my childhood, in my past, which can explain away the frozen heart of mine. Maybe it was because I grew up in an impoverished part of the city. King and Lakeshore. You would think that living near the lake means you’ve got enough money. Unfortunately, that’s not true. If rent was cheap, then living conditions were very poor. There was once an apartment we lived in which would leak dirty, rainwater from the ceiling in every room.

We were constantly moving apartments and changing buildings. The only constant would be my elementary school. Even then, I was an ice queen. Queen bitch of the playground; second only to my best friend. Tasha was this blond, blue-eyed girl with a hottie older brother and a pest of a younger one. And together we set out to rule the world, one grade at a time. We had some nice girls who were our friends as well, but they would never eat lunch with us. Not unless we were alone. The group of girls who did eat lunch with us when we were together, they were just as bitchy, just as cruel. We enjoyed being big. Acting big.

People might think that we were evil, malicious children who had no proper upbringing. That’s not true. We had great parents. They taught us our manners. We knew how and when to be polite. And to whom to be polite too. But the reality of our world, the pseudo slums, was that only the strong survive. It’s the reality of any world. You must be strong, must be confident, you must not wear your heart on your sleeve, if you want to survive against the cutthroat competition.

So we survived. We showed the whole world that we could do it. And then, we broke up over Santa Claus. SANTA CLAUS I tell you. Santa Claus is not real, and any child trying to act big in her fake leather mini who’s going to listen to her bitch mother about breaking up our friendship over such a FACT, is definitely not worth keeping around.

And then finally it came.

The move that took me away from my elementary school. My kingdom.

Author's Note - I realize this story is going very slowly, but have a little patience. I'm working on the fourth chapter, but it's actually my exam week. Two more to go, so I promise, by the weekend, I'll have the next chapter up, and it'll be longer!