Untamed Growth: I'm My Own Person
My insanely wealthy parents always tell me that they came from a poor background. As their children, my siblings and I mustn't waste our lives away on fun and games.
They set up a trial for me by requesting that I submit an application in advance for all expenses that are over 50 cents.
On the day I'm supposed to take my SATs, it's raining heavily outside. Since my exam venue is located 18 miles away from home, I decide to submit an application for a 100-dollar Uber fee.
But my dad slaps me in return.
"We used to scale over mountains just to get to school back in the day! Don't think you get to enjoy the perks of transportation just because we have money!"
After that, he empties my pockets before kicking me out of the house. I end up all sprawled on the muddy ground while feeling raindrops pelting on me relentlessly.
When I finally reach the exam venue on foot, I notice the news being played on the huge screen across the street.
It turns out that my parents and William Gentry, my older brother, have spent ten million dollars on a popular band to celebrate my adopted sister, Selene Gentry, earning a passing grade on her math test.
Apparently, passing her math test is her trial.