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Prologue

Heaven

Seventeen years old

Being a part of the rich and elite isn’t so bad

Dad is a Senator Mo her expensive pearls and dresses She and dad put on a good show, but I know better They have been having affairs for years They h, kiss each other on the cheek, but at the end of the night? They go to separate bedrooms

It’s like it is contracted love, and the only way for the around each other is for events It’s all for show

It’s fine; growing up in a wicked ice stor too I never want to be anything like the aroundWhen we eat dinner, all that can be heard is the clank of silverware against the plate

If love isto do with it when I want to live my life in a roar

Right noe are on our way to the Governor’s ball It’s the event of the year If you don’t go, you aren’t a part of the rich and famous

I’d rather not go, but being the son of the Senator of California, I don’t really have a choice He is trying to pull me into politics, to follow in his footsteps, but there is nothing I hate more than these fancy parties and the corruption and lies There is soto do with it

In order to win or get ahead in this line of work, lies have to be told, and personal beliefs have to be thrown out theto give the people what they want It’s like having a cup of hot, scolding selfishness in theout the door for the day

If politicians aren’t selfish, are they even doing their job? It’s the most biased profession I can think of

Why the hell would I want to be a part of soure out what I want to do when I turn eighteen Until then, I’hters of other senators at these parties like I always do I’ to live life to the damn fullest, drink when I’e of the prestige this life has to offer me

I’, and I have no responsibilities What else is a man like me supposed to do with my time?