Moz woke up to the sound of a drill whistle he sat up straight with out hesitation. His bed was hardly unmade and his silk in pajamas lay on him with barely a wrinkle. He stood at attention till he was given the signal to go about his day. He walked into the bathroom where ten servants came in to dress him head to toe and style him perfectly. He yawned trying to stretch but they yanked his arms every which way to get him dressed. "Oh-" he stumbled pulling his hands free and straightening his blazer aggressively and snatching his tie "just let me, you're all dismissed!" He grumpily put on his tie making sure it was straight then head himself down shaft to the kitchen where they already had a full course breakfast meal prepared. A servant came around to tie on a cover to protect his thousand dollar outfit, but he didn't need it his table manners were exquisite, especially since his father raised him like a British soldier. He took his satchel then started towards the door. His father waited there for him like he did every Monday to shake his hand goodbye. Moz shook his hand hardly looking him in the eye then left out the door. 

He preferred to drive himself to school seeing as they had so many beautiful cars he could show off. Today he took an older model out since the weather was so nice. By the time he arrived at school the assembly was over, but he wouldn't get in trouble cause well he was rich, and could get away with just about anything. As he walked through the halls he spotted Diamond. He brushed by her with a charming smile and a wink, but that's all he gave her. Most of the girls at the school would love to just be noticed by Moz and he knew that. He loved stringing them all along and picking a favorite every other week or so. No one really cared around here anyway. All the rich guys did it, it had just become a way of life at the school.