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RICH KIDS

A week before

Sometimes people will do whatever it takes to be around my kind and when I say my kind, I mean the rich, obviously.

For example, I have been talking to this guy for just over three days and in his mind, we are already close enough for a meetup.

Now I don’t even reply fast enough talk less or consistently, His last text was at 5pm but I am literally replying at 10:55, I mean, I saw his message an hour later, but what’s the use of replying someone who clearly wants to meet me up for the benefit of his channel? To top it off, he knows where I stay but still wishes to ask.

Now if I wasn’t smart, I would have accepted his proposal but luckily for Ariella, I am smart... oops, I just downgraded myself again, I am a Genius.

“Where do you stay, I am hoping we could get to see each other, maybe later this week.” That were his exact words.

“uh, I stay at Beverly Hills so...” I replied him.

“Oh, Beverly Hills.” He replied, trying to act less surprised than he actually is. I mean, he saw my half a million followers with my verification watermark, lol. He knows exactly what he is doing.

“Well, that’s great.” Of course, I know it is.

“We could still meet up, maybe at a restaurant or something.” Lol, I knew that was his next move. Let me guess he will choose a high-end place in order to show off.

“Well, okay,” I replied.

“Oh yeah, aright then, what restaurant would you want to meet up at?” He is asking me, even though he brought up the idea.

“I don’t know; you choose the location, so pick a place,” I replied.

“Oh, okay, how about CUT?” He replied, Wow, he really isn’t holding back, huh? Their wagyu alone cost around 200 dollars. Impressive.

“Alright then,” I replied.

“Yeah, I eat a lot so get ready to see me buy the whole menu.” He said with a smirk emoji at the end.

I wonder who this guy thinks he is, My dad has collections of cars for the fun of it, I have 2 Ferraris myself and he speaks like he has it all.

Its time I stop this shit I mean, I have all the evidence I need for my new post on guys like this, plus I have someone like me, He stays at Bel air, a place as high-class as mine. Plus, he is all I ever wanted in a man—rich, smart and, last but not least, fucking sexy.

Plus, people like this cannot even be friends with me, I mean, Mireya will insult me and instantly tell me how dumb it was to have ever thought it was a good idea; she is so blunt.

I have known her since high-school and we’ve been close ever since, They called me the angel and she was nicknamed the succubus, She is thick, seriously thick, I mean, I am thick but so is she, She always has a bored look on her face but people always preferred me to her.

She has amber eyes and long black hair with curves only next to mine; this has been proven multiple times, even in what we wear, I am 2 inches ahead but she’s my best friend, she has always had my back, she’s like my twin.

When it came to relationships, I was the lucky one. I had 3 boyfriends before Mateo, but she had just one, and that was like back in high school in my first year. Now that we are done with school in total, she still remains single.

its not like she hasn’t had people approach her and all, but she just has a high standard, in my opinion, but not just that; we have had incidents ourselves, so that may add to it.

I remember when we had a party at Monica in this rich dude's house. He was eye-balling her, but that ended with him almost having his way with her by force.

I haven’t seen the guy since for real, but I hope he is doing jail time somewhere.

While Mateo and I met in history class, we ended up working on a project together and honestly, that was just where it started. He was quiet; he drove a Ferrari Roma, and I drove a 458.

He was hard to talk to honestly; he wouldn’t waste a second after class; the minute we are done, he is off.

I still don’t know how Mireya started to talk to him, but I know that after class one day I saw them both talking while heading to get a launch or something. Mireya knew him before now, but from middle school, they weren’t friends but they were classmates.

She introduced us and frankly, we are here right now because of her, I sometimes try to do what she did for me but I don’t even know how, Her taste is seriously complicated and I am waiting for the time when it will all be diffused down a little.

Then again, sometimes I don’t blame her for being picky, Mireya is a big girl; she studied Business and economics and drives a Porsche 911 Turbo, so yeah, she’s got to be picky cause she has been in cases where she is loved or liked because of her money and nothing else. Just money and that’s it.

I have only met with her family like 4 times since we have known each other, She stays with her aunt here but her parents travel a lot so their location isn’t really permanent.

Her brother is a big boy too, seriously classy; he lives in Los Altos hills.

His cars are worth over 3 million dollars, though my dads is worth 70 million. He will get there someday, The day he came over to see his sister, he drove a Roles Royse so yeah, he is loaded.

The ones at high-school only wanted to come to her house, but they don’t even want her to know theirs, final year in high-school versus freshman year, a useless set of users who only wanted to meet her at a restaurant, a club or somewhere she had to spend time. So yeah, her life has been kind of on the victim side

Now she’s 22 and single, I am 22 and I’m off the market and basically we are rich kids with no crazy aim or target.

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