Love and Romance StoriesSeries

Locking Her Heart (Part 1)

Alicia’s POV

A new dawn, a new day. I can’t wait, I’m just so excited for school today. I just love my life! Perfect body, perfect hair, perfect parents, perfect school. My life is just so perfect, nothing to worry about, everything was great.


Speaking of my perfect parents, meet my mom, Jane Riele, the perfect definition of prim, proper and perfect. She’s the best mom one could ever wish for. I love her so so fucking much. Oops! Apparently, I’m too young to use such language.

“Alicia get up, you’ll be late for school.”

If only mum knew that I barely slept a wink last night. We’re resuming from a really long break, so it’s to be expected.

I took my bath, taking time to scrub my perfect body clean. Trust me when I say that, I’m not exaggerating. I have a perfect body. I’ve never had a boyfriend before though. Hell, I’ve never even been kissed. I’m much of a novel freak, so yeah, I expect my first kiss to be romantic and unforgettable.

Enough of that, I’m late for school. First day, first impressions.

What to wear, what to wear! Gosh, I’m so confused. Well I’m late so I hope I look good enough. Who am I kidding? I always look good enough.

Today, I put on a pair of skinny jeans, matching it with a black crop top. I finished up the look with my Addie’s sneakers.I have to say it again. I do have I really great body. I looked amazing.

Now I have to get to school early enough, but with just the right amount of lateness. Like I said earlier, I have the perfect life. So you can imagine I have my own car, which was gifted to me by my lovely dad when I turned sixteen.

Speaking of my dad, meet Jacob Riele, the perfect definition of a loving dad. Caring but strict when he wants to be. Oh well, I still love him and I want a relationship just like his and mum’s. So loving; even their fights are so sweet, they argue about absolutely everything. I mean everything. Funny right? And most time, I am put in the middle of their row. Now that’s not so funny.

Hopping down the stairs, I met dad enjoying some pancakes. Oh I bet those are so delicious, too bad I can’t have any. I’m so late.
“Morning mum, morning dad.”

“Hi baby,” they respond in unison. That’s one of the sweet things about them, they so compliment each other. “Ready for school?” Dad asks as he dipped a pancake in syrup.

“Yeah,” I reply, eyeing the pancakes. “Ready to take on the world too.”

“That’s my baby girl,” Mum beamed.

Mum makes the best pancakes ever and if I weren’t so late, I’d have had some.
“Bye mum, bye dad. Gotta run.”


I seriously need to stop dreaming. My life would never go back that way and most importantly, I would never see my parents again. Once again, I was extremely sad, sitting on the porch of the house that used to be our perfect home.



Meet Alicia Riele, your classic seventeen year old girl. Most people actually thought of her as a bit of a mystery because she was hardly seen by anyone and if she was seen, she was wearing a mask. All her life was being previewed to her and all she had to do was act it out like the robot she thought she was.

Funny right? All her life she was home schooled and couldn’t get the thrill and feeling most people get while in school. To cap it all, she had no friends. The children of her parents’ business partners could not be counted as friends to her.

Though she never lacked the love and care of her parents, she always desired to go out and explore. I guess her prayers were answered, but not in the way she wanted. Her life came crashing down right before her eyes when her parents passed away in a plane crash. Though their bodies were never found, it didn’t change the fact that her sweet mum and dad were gone and they are never coming back.

Seventeen year old Alicia was left in the world with no one but herself. She knew no relatives as she was hardly ever allowed to leave the house.

And just when she lost all hope in the world, a light at the end of her tunnel came shinning so bright, it could make the blind see…

Read Part Two.

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