Diamonds Are Forever. Michelle Madow
Читать онлайн.| Название | Diamonds Are Forever |
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| Автор произведения | Michelle Madow |
| Жанр | Книги для детей: прочее |
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| isbn | 9781474068925 |
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Happy New Year!
Posted on Thursday 1/1 at 1:19 PM
Why does the year always feel like it goes by so fast? It seems like just yesterday that we were all starting the fall semester! And I don’t know about you all, but winter break has been amazing, and I’m so not ready for school to start up again. But who would be, after spending Christmas and New Years partying in an exotic location? (Not telling you where, because this IS anonymous! ;) I’m so not ready to get back into school mode. Waking up early, studying...who needs that? At least we have a few days of break left...
1: Posted on Thursday 1/1 at 1:56 PM
Been seeing everyone’s pictures from winter break and it’s so not fair you all are doing such fun things while I’ve been stuck here!! Super jealous.
2: Posted on Thursday 1/1 at 2:09 PM
don’t spend too much time being jealous—it could be worse! like oliver, who’s been in the hospital for the entire break. I heard he’s all messed up from the car crash and won’t be back at school when it starts up.
3: Posted on Thursday 1/1 at 2:49 PM
Apparently Madison’s been at the hospital every minute she can...
4: Posted on Thursday 1/1 at 2:55 PM
She must feel guilty, since she got in that huge fight with him at Savannah’s party before he left!!!
5: Posted on Thursday 1/1 at 3:24 PM
The accident wasn’t Madison’s fault, and even though I was never friends with Oliver, I do feel bad for him. But the winner for the best new years has gotta be the Diamonds. Have you all seen their pics from rome? Fireworks at the coliseum, popping champagne on the streets . . I’ve gotta get there someday!
If someone had told Savannah Diamond eight months ago that she would be in a private jet, flying from Las Vegas to LA to meet with a talent agent who wanted to manage her career as a YouTube singer, she wouldn’t have believed them. Because eight months ago, she was living in a tiny apartment in a run-down neighborhood in Fairfield, California, with her two older sisters, Courtney and Peyton, and her mom, whose drinking had spiraled out of control. Then her father (whom she’d never met) had sent Mom to rehab, and Savannah and her sisters had discovered that their father was Adrian Diamond. Yes, that Adrian Diamond—the billionaire who owned multiple hotels in Las Vegas.
She and her sisters had been whisked away to live in the penthouse of their father’s newest building on the Las Vegas Strip: The Diamond Hotel and Residences.
Their father had been quick to tell them about how Courtney had been kidnapped as an infant, and how their connection to him put them in danger. What he hadn’t told them (and what Courtney had discovered a few weeks ago), was that Courtney had once had a twin sister, Britney, who’d been kidnapped along with Courtney. When their father took too long to pay the ransom, the kidnappers had taken Britney’s life. Adrian had never forgiven himself.
Savannah hated that she’d been lied to for so long, but with so many opportunities in front of her, she believed that everything could only get better from here. Mom was out of rehab and was doing better than ever. Her father was finally part of her life, and she was enjoying getting to know him. She loved her new private school—the Goodman School—and for the first time, she fit in with a big group of friends. On top of all that, her YouTube channel was doing better than ever, thanks to the guys in One Connection Tweeting about it during her Sweet Sixteen party. And the hottest of the five of them, Perry Myles, frequently replied to her Tweets and had sent her a few text messages.
But while it might sound like something from a fairy tale, everything was still far from perfect. Her best friend from home, Evie, had become jealous of her new life, and they hadn’t spoken since their fight during her Sweet Sixteen. And she still had feelings for Damien Sanders, who was making up for breaking her heart over the summer by helping her develop her YouTube channel. Also, Courtney and Peyton had made Savannah promise that the three of them wouldn’t speak to Mom and Grandma until Courtney was ready, but giving them the silent treatment made Savannah feel so guilty, and she’d only lasted a week before she’d started talking to Mom and Grandma behind her sisters’ backs.
Savannah had never broken a promise to her sisters. She hoped they wouldn’t find out, but she feared it would happen eventually, and she’d barely been able to eat since that first phone call to Mom. Mom and Grandma had told Savannah that everything would be all right, and that if Courtney and Peyton found out, they would forgive her. Savannah wasn’t so sure.
But right now, she had to relax and mentally prepare for her meeting with the talent agent. She also had to pay attention to Rebecca’s chattering about her upcoming wedding to Adrian. Because while Savannah had been given a lot of freedom since moving to Las Vegas, she was still only sixteen, and Adrian didn’t want her traveling alone (even though she had a personal bodyguard). So he’d sent her future stepmother, Rebecca, along. Which, of course, meant wedding talk. The wedding was already being dubbed “The Upcoming Wedding of the Year: A Romance to Rival William and Kate’s,” and Adrian and Rebecca were being called “The Duke and Duchess of Vegas” in tabloids everywhere.
“What do you think—matching bridesmaid dresses, or each of you picking a color and style that suits you?” Rebecca played with her huge heart-shaped engagement ring, which was apparently worth over a million dollars.
“Courtney, Peyton and I have such different styles. But don’t bridesmaids wear matching dresses?”
“Most of the time,” Rebecca said. “But I’m grateful that you and your sisters agreed to be bridesmaids, so I want to consider your opinions.”
“I would pick blue,” Savannah said, smoothing out her blue silk top. “It’s my favorite because it matches my eyes. But watch out if you give Peyton a choice. The only color she wears is black—if that even counts as a color.”
“Since it’s going to be a bright spring wedding, I certainly don’t plan on having my bridesmaids wear black.” Rebecca smiled and checked her watch. “Anyway, we’re almost there. Are you excited?”
“I’m nervous.” Savannah bounced her knees and looked out the window. They were no longer flying over desert, but dense clusters of houses—they must be getting closer to the city. “What if I mess up while talking to her, or she doesn’t like me?”
“Just relax and be yourself,” Rebecca said. “She’s going to love you.”
“It sounds easy when you say it like that.” Savannah sighed. “But this is Lynda Caine—agent to some of the top YouTube stars all over the country. My mind will go blank the second I walk into her office.”
“She wouldn’t have invited you to meet with her if she wasn’t serious about taking you on as a client,” Rebecca reminded her. “This meeting is a formality.