Narrator pov

Throughout history, heroes come from the humblest of origins...

Alex pov

Hahaha! Too bad i'm a rich ass motherf*****. I don't take shit from anybody and i'm certainly not a hero[pussy]. Alright let's get back to the story gentleman...

Alex pov

"995..996..997...998...999..1000"

*whew* man doing this many push-ups a day is sure tiring, but it sure is worth it.

Just look at these triceps, your the man alex! *winks at reflection*

*knock knock[heavy pounding* Can you hurry up in there, you narcissistic prick! says my sweet and caring sister britney through the bulletproof glass doors.

*Timeskip-30mins later*

ALEX OPEN THE DOOR! ALEX?! britney yelled so loud that the whole neighborhood can hear. Even several miles away speeding my way through the interstate highway- i can hear the girl. It'll probably take her another hour to find out i'm not in bathroom anymore. That's what the little brat gets for interrupting my daily appreciation of handsomeness at its peak.

*Unknown pov [inner dialogue]*

Look at him pulling up on his ferrari, walking around like he owns the place. RICH PRAT!

He took away everything from me. Now he has the balls to prance around like he owns the school. how dare he?! I'll show him;i'll make the bastard pay for what he did to my sister! I Swear on my name! If my name is not M-----