It was a normal day I went to school. I am happy to say that I am now 15. Since the fire. And since my birthday was late I am a freshman. But I look a lot older so I live alone In a huge house. Anyway, I am on my first day since the summer break. It's my first day being a freshman and everyone else's if they were in eighth grade last year. I have made friends but some are fake which is okay because I don't need fake friends just a friend that I can talk to and that understands me. I love school now. I can talk to people and they talk to me. I just wish my parents and my big brother was here to see me. People ask me if I am happy just because I am rich, which I still am because I work for the same organization that my parents work for….. a secret organization. But no one knows that and I have decided to keep it that way. But anyway, I say no I am not happy. And they say why I am rich. I say because I have no one to live with and it is boring. Then my best friend, Vanessa Hilton a girl with dark chocolate eyes, her light brown hair, she was also a mixed color but she was not Mexican, very different from me but she's still my friend, asked me ‘’Can I come over I would love to sleepover too.’’I said ‘’por supuesto, of course at 6:00 pm yo te veo, I will see you.’’She said ‘’okay see you than in 4 more hours.’’I ran home and started to get ready for her visit.