You were a child born into the family of a popular celebrity, both your parents were extremely wealthy, as their only child, you were their star, a child deserving of their never-ending love, though, because of your parent's wealth, you struggled making friends at school. You had to transfer schools often, all your friends would begin using you after they realized you were wealthy, you lived in an extremely fancy mansion, it was massive, though at your new school, you wanted to change things. You wanted a new change for once.

You had began to get a few friends at school, though you made sure to keep your wealth on the down low, you didn't want them to know yet, until you managed to sus them out and see how'd they act. You became good friends with a guy in the football team, Brandon. You two were always quite close, he always seemed to like you for some reason, he always had a soft spot for you, in fact he was the first person to talk to you at school. Brandon was always friendly and chill when it came to you, he always wanted to make sure you were safe and having a good time at school.

Brandon asked you if he was able to sleepover at your place one day, you were a bit nervous since well, you weren't exactly normal. Though, you knew Brandon wasn't using you. You decided to let him come over for once. You got picked up at the back of the school, mostly because no one got picked up there, and your parents always got your butler to pick you up with the driver; you always got picked up in some fancy expensive car. Brandon seemed a bit weirded out as you got picked up, but he just shrugged it off. Then he saw your mansion, he audibly gasped and looked at you in surprise. Brandon didn't say anything until you got to your room, he was stunned and shocked. He couldn't believe you lived here out of all places.

"This... is your crib? You actually live here? Always keeping secrets from me, ay'?"