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I woke up like every other day, it was a Monday. I don't like Mondays. I got dressed, as much as a fish can get dressed, and went down stairs to eat breakfast. It was just me, my father, and many maids. My mother had died in child birth. I don't see my father much except the occasional breakfast.
“What are you going to do today in school son?” Father asked.
“Nothing much, what are you doing for work?” I replied.
“You know I can't talk about work so stop asking,” Father said agitated. I got up and got in my limousine so Frank, my driver, could take me to school. We went to pick up my best friend Gerald to give him a ride to school.
“I still can't get over how rich you are Gary. Can your dad buy me a limo?” Gerald joked. It made me uncomfortable talking about my father’s wealth, after all the only thing I know about his job is that he is the CEO of Reef Corporation.
“Reef Corporation sales must be higher than Mr. Rust’s spines,”Gerald said. Mr. Rust is a longspined porcupine fish.
“You know Mr. Rust is sensitive about his spines,” I said,”he might puff up again.” We both laughed. Suddenly there was a loud break sound. I looked out the window and the car had stopped.
“Frank, what the crap is going on?” I asked.
“Would you kiss your mother with that mouth?” Gerald said.
“This isn't a time for joking,” I replied.
“Calm down,”Frank said,” I just slammed the brakes so I wouldn't hit the deer.” I looked outside the window and there were no deer. Frank got out of the car

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