Entry 1: Scolded Again?!
Friday
Today, I thought everything was fine. I just wanted to hang out with Silver Spoon, but I was recently called to Principal Celestia's office again.
She called me to talk to me about my test scores. I scored pretty low this last trimester, but only because the classes I'm being put through SUCKS. And I HATE doing homework!
None of the subjects in school interest me, so I refuse to do it. But, since I'm in the Rich family, I won't have to really put effort into anything anyways, right?
Anyways, boring school, boring subjects, pretty much half the day goes by with not much to do. Although, I love being the center of it all. The girls and boys, as I stand proudly, gaze upon my new gorgeous uniforms and new hairstyles. They all beg to be my friend, yes, they all see that I am much more important than anyone else. Who CARES about grades!
Later that evening, back home, my father called me into his study. He probably got the letter saying I'm basically failing four classes. I'm sure he was pissed.
When I entered my father's study, he was not happy, but he also was not angry like I expected. He was calmly sitting in front of his desk, on his chair with all his paperwork, stacked and sitting to his left. Which was odd, because my daddy's right-handed.
He told me to sit down, pointed towards the two chairs in front of his desk. Most of his visitors from work sit in these chairs. They always seem to shake and sweat from being seated in front of daddy. So, it was probably gross to sit on them.
What he told me... was shocking!
He basically told me that I humiliated him, by showing no progress in my studies. He said "You should have been in a private school, like I told you!" He said I could have been invited as a special guest to any of the elite parties they hold for students like me. But, I told him I didn't want that. However, he fears losing the family business, considering I'm the only daughter of my family, with no other siblings or other cousins or relatives towards my family's legacy. But, I wanted him to know why I like going to a commoners' school. But, it turns out he already knows, and he told me basically what I like doing. Which was to show off my wealth and be the center of everyone's attention. He said it was something he and I both have in common. He knew I wanted to be there because if I went to a private school, I would be the SAME as everyone else! Everyone there is rich, everyone there is from a distinguished family, and is basically what I am but BETTER! Because they actually have talents and skills that would prompt them to study and become a professional in. Leaving me behind like a commoner!
I kept telling daddy that I don't know what to do in my life. But, he said all he wishes for me is to keep the business afloat, so I figured it would be easy. But, he frightened me about what he said to not FAIL him, to not lose everything our family has built up. He also made me feel terrible about myself because he said I actually have no special gifts or talents or skills that would prove to him I COULD make him proud. Because he said it SICKENS him that there are commoners in my school that have a far better chance of success than me. So, he wants me to stay after school to study and get my grades up, so eventually I will be able to be given numerous opportunities to get in touch with others like me, to sustain our privileged name.
Afterward, he sent me straight to bed to think about it. What do I want to do with my life? So far, I have nothing... besides my good friend Silver Spoon, but she is an amazing artist. The only thing that stands for me is that I am far more wealthier and have a much bigger name in the history books than they all have. So, I guess that's me, if I want it.