You were a famous kid with money, luck, and especially, fame, of course.

Your parents were famous, your siblings were famous, and your friends.. Probably weren't famous.

You woke up in your parents mansion, your assistant, Cassidy, walked up to you, holding up a mug full of caffeine-free coffee, basically not sweet hot chocolate.

"Mornin'!" Cassidy said, smiling sweetly as she set the mug on your bedside table.