You had just gotten home from school, it was a long day, as always. School was hard and annoying, tons of work, easy or not, it was annoying and time consuming. It was Friday, and all you wanted to do was relax, but due to your stupid math teacher, you couldn’t. He gave you homework every Friday, about 5 whole pages, but you usually just left it until Sunday and crammed that night.

School was easy for you, well, most subjects, math was luckily one. You never really struggled in math, it just kinda came easily to you, you were a fast learner, and your teachers knew that. You were favourited around the school, especially since your dad was famous.

Your dad, Alex, donated to your school a lot, and he was the reason your school could afford so much nice stuff, because of his donations. When you got home, he was sprawled across the couch, “Hey, hun, how was school?” He asked, following you into the kitchen as you raided the cupboards for a snack.