Cyrah Ember~Tuesday 12:00 P.M
I walked down the hallway of my mansion. I didn't necessarily ever feel like a spoiled brat, but that's what people called me. But I wasn't. I just had a big allowance. And I'm not the only girl in the world that spends money on expensive clothes. My mom hates me, because according to her, I'm a disappointment. Dad on the other hand loves me, but he's never there for me. The truth hurts. He's always traveling. I poked at my burn that happened because of an, ummmm, let's just say an unfortunate accident. I am an expert in blacksmithing however. So I guess that's good. I have a little sister who's in Year 8. She's around 14 years old. I'm 15 years old however. And like, half the things I wear are the clothes my dad gets for me to supposedly make up for his absence. But I've grown bored of gifts. And it's not like they help me anyways. All I really want is my Dad's appearance. I want him to just be with me. But to him, I guess gifts is all I need to be happy. So technically, even my own parents think I'm a spoiled brat. I touched my burn, and I immediately pulled away my finger. God it hurt. I winced. You might think my Dad also bought me these weapons. Nope! I made them. When we used to live in the jungle, I felt way more happier. But, I also used to be a professional blacksmith. That's how I made my weapons. But there's something unique about me. Not only am I a tiger/human hybrid. I'm also a Fire Forest spirit. Which explains my hair. And I'm also a high Elf Hybrid. It's surprising. And you wouldn't even be able to imagine the sorts of stuff I have to go through to keep my secret. The Fire Forest Spirit is easy. It's the tiger hybrid that really irks me. The Elf Hybrid is actually quite simple. Or it is when you have magic to make them look like regular ears. But the tiger hybrid is so hard. I usually just manage to keep it by hiding my tail. But it's not as easy as it sounds. Now right now I'm on the bus, getting home from the Coffee shop. I put on my headphones and scrolled through my phone. Then I dropped my phone and it landed in my backpack and I screamed. Everyone on the bus began to look my direction and I slumped down.  When I'd grabbed my headphones a part of them touched my burn and you can only imagine how much that hurt. I stared at my stupid headphones and threw them in the bag. 
-----------12:30 P.M
I walked up the stairs and into the house. Where I was unfortunately greeted by Heidi, my sister. "What do you want?" I asked sarcastically. She looked like a tyrant, and then she started screaming and having a temper tantrum like a 3 year old. What a baby. "I asked for your money yesterday! And you didn't give any to me!" She screamed. "Maybe because I didn't have to give you any?" I said. "Give me some now! Or you'll be sorry!" She screamed again. Crap her voice is loud. "Excuse me? What are you going to do? Wet your pants?" I asked sarcastically. Then my idiot of a Mom came out and said, "What on earth is going on? Why are you screaming?" "Because Cyrah won't give me any money!" She screamed furiously. "Ember, give your sister the money." My Mom said. That woman ALWAYS takes Heidi's side. I reluctantly gave Heidi some money. "There you are, you stupid little brat!" I sneered. "That's it! I'm tired of your idiotic shenanigans!" My Mom screamed. "I'm sending you to a boarding school! That outa teach you for ruining our lives!" She snarled. I felt like someone had taken my voice out of my throat and then shoved it back down. "W-what?" I mumbled. She and Heidi walked away and Heidi gave me an evil smirk and stuck her tongue out at me. A few hours later Dad came home, and my Mom told him about the boarding school at dinner. I hoped that Dad would at least try to talk some sense into her, but then I realized, 
he didn't care.