Veronica will be flown in her helicopter to school, as usual.

Veronica strutted her hot ass outside and jumped in the limo waiting outside. She relaxed in the leather seats, feeling the cold leather on her smooth legs, and popped open a bottle of champagne, she chugged some straight out of the bottle and threw the rest of the expensive bubbly out the window. 3 minutes later, the limo stopped at the destination. The chauffeur opened the door for her and she stepped out, one heel at a time and walked to the helicopter.

She was starting to feel buzzed from the **** and cursed under her breath that she didn't drink more. Two pilots walked over to the teen to help her get in the long luxury helicopter. The copter was a long as a bus and had a decor like the most luxurious private jets with all kind of future tech on board. It cost 88 million dollars to build and the maintenance fees are crazy high, but Veronica really wanted to make the kids at school hate their lives when they saw her come to school in a helicopter every time she came to school, so she begged for daddy to get her one.

"Ugh can't you make this stupid piece of crap quieter?" The pilots just ignored the complaining teen and got her inside. Veronica jumped on the luxurious circle shaped bed inside and turned on the projector tv as the copter took off. She was watching some reality show about some housewives living in what she saw as poverty, when they landed at their destination 17 minutes later. (Of course what Veronica was watching was millionaire house wives, which was poor compared to her!)

Veronica sighed and exited the helicopter with the help of the pilots. Daddy actually built a helicopter pad right on the school itself, just for his baby girl. Veronica descended down the stairs into the school, as the helicopter blades stopped turning.

Veronica, finally at the school, pondered for a second, what class did she want to go to...?