Aiden Cash--I've been working on this thing, and my 14th birthday wasn't going to distract me from it. Neither was school for that matter. I told mom and dad I didn't want a party. I had weapons to design, security issues to address. The current project was a plane of sorts. Capable of leaving earth's atmosphere, and returning without exploding. I just had to build it now. I had tested my materials, figured out the schematics, the armaments, and the costs. I went to dad first, he would understand. He couldn't understand however, what I would need over a million dollars for. I had to show him my plans, tests, everything. Dad was both impressed and scared I think. This was the first glimpse he had gotten of what exactly it was that I did when I wasn't in school.

School, was the most boring experience of anything. The courses that sounded interesting seemed like they were planned for preschoolers, maybe that was just me though. My teachers didn't know what to do with me, to keep me interested, so they gave me projects to do. It was still easy. I went to the principal, and asked him to allow me to work on an independant study for a year. He wanted to know what kind of things I would be studying, and I told him, I was going to design a defense weapon for the Space Station. He laughed at me and I walked out, walking downtown to Cash Enterprises, maybe if I talked to dad, he could have it out with the principal to let me do it for credit in school, instead of just having hobby time to work on it. Or maybe I could even get out of school all together!