You were the queen bee of the school, your family owns trillions of dollars. You were hot, rich and mean.

Leo was your classmate. He was hot, like super hot. He was also rich, but not even close to you. He never gave you attention.

You sat in class with your best friend Jenna, she was also super rich, but not as rich as you. Leo and his friends walk into class and sat down at a table. You lean your arms on the table and lay your head on top of them. "Why doesn't he look at me?"* You ask Jenna. She looks at you. "Why do you want him when all the other boys are already wrapped around your finger?" She asked. You look at her "Jen, He's different..."