"I'm sick of everyone treating me like a princess at school. I want to be treated like any other teenager."

I'm talking to both of my parents who are looking at me with confused eyes. They look at each other thinking.

"Sweety, why do you want to be different than others. You are the daughter of the biggest company in this city. I don't think there is no one out there who doesn't know who you are."

My mom talked as though as she was happy that I was popular with everyone at school. But it did nothing but annoy smiled at me trying to be friends with me. I know that all they do is talk behind my back, saying nasty things about me.

"Just think about what you want. Everyone is going to treat you differently wherever you go."

With that I left to my room. Our house was a mansion. So many rooms and bathrooms, and about 5 stories high. I climbed the stairs to my room. It was probably as big and a normal house.

I sat down on my king sized bed. Thinking of something I could do about being normal.

"If I was born in a different household, then maybe it would have been better for me."

I flopped down on my bed and suddenly began feeling tired. I turned to my side and began to doze off with sleep.

That night, I had a dream that I was born a boy. Everyone treated me like one of them. Normal. It seemed like the best dream I ever had.

When I got out of bed the next morning I ran to my parents who were in the dining room having breakfast.

"Skylar please. A lady doesn't run in her pajamas." My mother said while sipping her morning coffee.

I straightened myself out and looked at them seriously.

"I figured out a way for me to go to school without anyone knowing who I really am."

"And what exactly is that?"

My father's low voice echoed in my ears. I looked directly in his eyes to let him know that I was serious about what I was about to say.

"My idea is that I go to a public school."

"How is that any different then going to your private school?"

"It's simple. I go as a boy. That way no one will think that I am the daughter of James Corp."

They sat there with worried looks on their face.

"Look I know this sounds crazy. But I really want to be treated like a normal teenager."

I clasped my hands and fingers together in front of me. I gave them the desperate look I give to the both of them when I really want something.