Your pov.

"Where are your manners young lady? " my nana said.

"So I'm just slouching what's the big deal? " I said.

"That you are suppose to be proper. What will people of your group circle think of you? " she said.

"Why do I care what they think. I'm not like them and I never will be. Let them think and say whatever they want. " I said then the door opened.

"I... " he cut himself off and walked towards me.

"Young lady where are your manners?!? " he asked.

"If I told you then you will find it very rude. " I said.

"Sit up straight this instant. " he said.

"I'm been using my manners for as long as I can remember can't I just slouch for a little? " I asked.

"That is not what people like us are. " he said.

"You barely come home from your business trip for two weeks and not a single hello it's always manners. " I said.

"That is it young lady. Go to your room say all your manners until our attitude goes away along with not using manners and I will have Esteban make sure you say your manners. " he said.

"No not Esteban. " I whined.

"To your room. " he said.

"I hate being rich it's always manners and act the way your suppose to act so people can respect us I hate it. " I said and ran to my room.

Ever since I can remember it was always like this. I mean yea I have a gigantic house, cabins, beach houses and everything a person can want. But money can't buy happiness. I remember a day my parents thought money can buy love.

Flashback...

"Honey come down here. " my mother said and I was around eight or nine. I went downstairs and saw a kid.

"We want you to meet you to meet Eric. " my mother said.

The kid's hair was a dark and light brown together. His eyes were brown.

"Hi I'm Eric what's your name?" He asked.

"My name is (y/n). " I said.

"Sweetie why don't you go play with Eric outside. " she said. I was about to talk back but then I remember my mother telling me about manners and Esteban having me not sleep for what seemed four days until I learned my manners.

"This way. " I said and walked to the back yard. I opened the back yard door and his jaw dropped.

"You have the biggest and coolest playground set. " he said.

"Thanks I guess. " I said.

"Let's play on it. " he said and he ran playing on the monkey bars. I just stood and looked at him.

They didn't teach me manners on how to act when playing with another kid. But I didn't care. I went to the slide and slid down. Then I got on the swing and started swinging.

Time skips...

Next thing I remember we we're playing tag. We went inside and my mom had a smile on her face. Eric and his mom left.

"Bye (y/n). " he said.

"Bye Eric. " I said once they closed the door my mom looked at me.

"So what do you think of Eric? " she asked.

"He's nice and he's fun to play with. " I said.

"That's it nothing else. " she said.

"Nope. " I said.

"Did you think he was cute at least? " she asked and I sticked out my tounge.

"No. " I said and she started to shake me.

"Whats wrong with you? " she asked.

"I'm still a kid I don't want to go out with anybody I was to be free and independent. Like... " I paused for a moment to think.

"Like what? " she asked.

"Like... Pizza, ice cream, lollipops, and chocolate. I want to play while I still can before being in a relationship takes it away. " I said.

"To your room and go do what you were doing before. " she said.

"So wishing that I can be free to be able to talk and hang out with people who aren't in our social circle. " I said and went to my room.

End of flashback...

I heard Esteban's voice and played dead.

"Get up and get ready. " he said. He put a chair in the middle of my room and I sat down.

He started talking about all my manners and I sighed of boredom. He looked at me.

"Did you just sigh? " he asked.

"Oh put a sock in it. " I said got out of the chair and laid down on my bed.

"You are... " I cut him off.

"I know already I've heard it my entire life. " I said.

"It's... " I cut him off again.

"Yea, yea I know it's rude to cut people off. " I said and pushed him out of my room then locked it.

I looked out the window and wished someone was like me. I went to my walk in closet and a little box. I opened it and saw my bey. Her name was Dragon slayer. There was a story about her. It not many people know about it. The story went something like this.

There was once a girl. She was rich but she didn't like to be rich. She wished she could be free. But her parents didn't let her. They wanted her to be perfect. She how people like her family treated the less fortunate.

One night she put on a dark shirt with dark pants. She covered her face with a mask. And on the forehead of the mask was a dragon. She stole money from other wealthy people and gave to the less fortunate.

She was like me. But I don't steal money. I give money to the less fortunate and if I can buy them something to eat. If a family can't pay for everything they need like food or medicine for their children. I gladly pay for it.

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Hey guys here's the first chapter. Hope you liked it. Till next time bye.