Chapter 2-Zoisite

He still had 20 minutes until he should start leaving for school, so he just plopped on the couch and watched some TV.

"I'm off to work Zoisite! Don't come home too late tonight, and just get some Chinese take out or something," his Mom yelled from the kitchen

Zoisite groaned. Take out again? His mom kissed him on the cheek and handed him a twenty-dollar bill, and went out the door. His parents were often gone and he usually had the mansion to himself. His mom was either working or at the country club she socializes at, while his Dad was constantly on business. I got used to it, but I get lonely sometimes. With my mansion, nice car, popularity, good looks (not to be conceited), and my athletic skills you would think I have a perfect life right? Wrong! Money can't buy happiness believe it or not. I'd rather be poor and happy than rich and unhappy. I mean it's not like I'm depressed, but I get sick of the way I'm just judged as "Oh that's Zoisite, the popular, rich guy." A lot of the freshman and sophomores at Crossroads High look up to me, and say that I'm so lucky because I can get any girl I want. Well it's not so lucky when all the girls that throw themselves at me just care about my money, and use me to help their "status." That's why I only had one girlfriend and I'm 16. Don't get me wrong, not everything is bad in my life. I have four close friends of mine that were always there for me through thick and thin, Darien, Jedite, Kunzite, and Nephrite.. I could always count on them to help me have fun, and to forget my problems even though the may have gotten me in trouble once or twice in the process. I would trade all my money just to find a girl who understands me, and likes me for "me" and not the things I "own". To put it all in one word.Love.