Rich to Poor

Chapter 1

The sound of Mia woke me up. Btw she's my maid.
"Wake up sweet heart" she said in her Hispanic voice.
"What is the time"
"5:45"
"I have 10 more minutes, go"
"Alright"
1 minute later
"Wake up dear" my mom says.
"I can't sleep 10 damn minutes without getting interrupted can I?
"Sorry but you didn't pick out your outfit last night so we have to get you up earlier"
"Fine just get out will you. And it's a command not a question"
"Yes but hurry"
She leaves while I got out of bed. I hurry to the bathroom to shower. Then I pulled out the blow dryer and flat iron and start my hair. I do my make up and nails after. Then I carefully and slowly put on a light blue shirt that says YOLO and some denim pants with 4 inch heels. I go downstairs to grab a cereal bar. It only has 100 calories. Go me!
I said bye to my parents and my twin brother and sister and got on my Porsche and left. I arrived at school 20 minutes later. Taylor, Whitney, and Kelly met me outside.
"Hey girls"
"Hey" they said in chorus
"Guess what"
"What?"
"I am about to get a shitload of money and my mom is running for out First Lady president so vote for her."
"OMG!" Whitney the load mouth said.
"You know how much that increases your status?" Kelly said.
"Totally will vote for her" Taylor said.
"Good now let's go before Ms. Gwen scolds us"
Before we could go into the school the captain of the debate team came up.
"Hi, I love your outfit"
"I know, but yours is so....last year"
"To my point, I'm here to offer you a position in-
That was me interrupting her.
"Look I'm flattered but if I join it makes me look like a betrayer and your group barely gets noticed so move along newbie and watch and learn"
I flipped my hair and walked passed her.
When we got to lunch I sat at the middle table.
"So girls this year for senior year we are joining the cheer squad."
"Pfft, we can be the best" Kelly said.
Then a girl from my fourth period came up to me.
"Mind if I sit?"
I look at my girls and laugh.
"Erm yes or no"
"Who do I like, your friends?"
"No but I'm sure we can be"
"Obviously you're not taking the hint. No. I will not sit by a child with acne on her face and especially a chubby one. By the way I could lend you the best acne cream home made by me"
"....."
"Shoo. Go away"
"Bitch...."
Wait... she just tried my life. I stood up on the table.
"Hey everyone acne over here told me she's a lesbian and stalks people on facebook"
She turned around and looked at me about to cry while everyone was laughing.
"Wait I'm not done. She even said she gets her clothes from the thrift shop and lives in a shack."
That's when people laughed harder and she cried.
I stepped down.
"Great now I have to make your life a living hell"
"You're so cruel"
"Thanks but I prefer mean."
And with that she ran out.
"I love your Gucci bag" Whitney said
"Prada hun"
I admit I'm mean and it amuses me. And this was only the beginning. I just ruined the peace in girl world. Yes I love mean girls.