First story here on Fanfiction. Just saying. I'm nervous, because I've never shared my stories before. Anyways… this chapter is really short. Just because I handwrote it first. I always handwrite my stories first, just because I don't necessarily have the access to my computer. So, here it goes.
For the first few years of her life, Rissa had been well cared for and loved. Her mother was sane, with all her memories intact, and there had been a nursemaid, who cared for Rissa as if she was her daughter.
Not anymore.
It wasn't that she needed a nursemaid anymore, or that she couldn't take care of herself, but that she needed someone other than her amnesiac mother and her crazy, greedy caretaker for company. Oh, and that she was the one managing the bills and taxes that the caretaker somehow racked up to several thousand dollars each month, minus the housekeeping, electricity, and water. Lucky that her mother used to be a trillionaire, otherwise she would have to work nine jobs instead of just one to keep up with the bills.
Despite all that, she still had school. To be specific, she taught herself. To be even more specific, she ordered herself workbooks and asked her mother's good friend to check her answers. She was quite proud of the fact she was starting Algebra, and pretty fluent in Ancient Greek. The only thing she was ashamed of was her reading. Because of her dyslexia, it made that subject difficult. Don't even ask how she learned Ancient Greek.
She was just ten. Quite young for someone so advanced in math, and for one who took care of the bills. But there's always an explanation, and this on includes a certain blessing… from TWO Greek gods.
I told you it was short. Lucky it's just a prologue. You guys have the easy job, just read and review. No flames please. Just review!