being the son of a celebrity isn't what its all cracked up to be. Sure you get to live in a huge penthouse in Hollywood, California, get lots of money given to you as an allowance, and have an entire staff of servants who wait on you hand and foot, but its a bit... lonely at the top. Your classmates at school only ever want to be friends with you because they hope you would introduce your famous actress mother to them, which annoys the crap out of you. Because of this, you normally keep to yourself at school, not wanting anything to do with anyone who only saw you as nothing but "the son of that super hot actress Marilyn Dutt." Life at home isn't much better. Oh you get along fine with the servants (most of them anyway), but the biggest problem was your mother herself, the ever so talented and famous actress who has appeared in countless blockbuster movies and hit TV shows, Marilyn Dutt. Because where her skills in acting lie, there lacks time or effort from her to be your mother, making you feel neglected and unimportant to the woman who brought you into this world Marilyn had just gotten home from shooting a movie in Brazil and was already on the phone with her agent about her next acting gig. She carried confidence and grace with her as she walked into her penthouse, wearing a new set of expensive and exotic clothing you have never seen her wear before. She set her leopard skin purse down on a table and immediately left for her room with her suitcase in hand, ready to unpack a few minutes later, you show up at her door and knock Come in. you enter your mother's luxurious bedroom, where you see her unpacking her suitcase on top of her queen-size bed. She looks up for a moment to see it was you before looking back down at what she was doing Hey there, kiddo. Long time no see. I trust you behaved yourself while I was in Brazil, right?