7 (Rewrite)Time skip.

[06/03/2012]

Inside a luxurious house, Ava, a teenage girl with a height of 170 cm and a tomboy hairstyle, was clad in a white Nike shirt and black jeans, sporting a black earring on one ear. Despite her cute face, one could easily mistake her for a boy.

Ava and her family were celebrating her 15th birthday with all the people she had met in her fifteen years. Melissa asked with a smile, but coldness lingered behind her words, "Ava, now that you are the youngest self-made billionaire, are you going to drop out of high school?"

A chill ran down Ava's spine as she turned her face to Kevin. Kevin shook his head left and right, adding to the awkward silence growing in the hall. After a long pause, Ava replied, "No... no... I won't do that, Mom."

Melissa sighed in relief, "Listen, Ava, I know my tone was harsh, but you don't even have a single friend around your age."

As Melissa completed her sentence, she looked at her and Kevin's friends. As she looked at them, they turned their faces around as if they didn't hear anything. Melissa knew that her daughter had friends, but they were the same age as Kevin. Even though other children thought Ava was the same age as their parents, she just looked like a 15-year-old. It wasn't that they treated her badly or anything; they treated her as their friend because she was too mature for her age. Melissa was lost in her thoughts, but Ava interrupted her: "But I have one friend around my age." Melissa asked in a mocking tone, "Oh really? Who is this person, and don't say it's your cousin." Ava replied, "No, her name is Alex Dunphy." Melissa was surprised but still wanted to confirm: "Then why isn't your friend here for your birthday party?" Ava replied, "She had a function at her house." Melissa asked, "Then invite this friend of yours to dinner tomorrow." Ava was caught off guard, but she didn't show it on her face: "I will, but after two days, as she might not be in school tomorrow." Melissa replied, "Okay, but I don't want any excuses after two days, got it?" Ava replied confidently, "Yes, ma'am." Grandma patted Melissa's shoulders from behind: "Don't worry, Melissa, I believe in my granddaughter." Melissa replied, "I also believe in her, but I haven't met a single person around her age, that's why I am worried."

After the party ended, Ava entered her room and closed the door behind her. Seated on the sofa, she turned to Katie and asked, "Katie, what do you think I should do about this friends thing?"

Katie replied in her somewhat robotic voice, "Miss Ava, in my opinion, your mother is right. According to human psychology..."

Ava interrupted, "I got it. She's right, and how many times have I told you not to call me miss?"

"But you are biologically female, so your pronoun is 'miss'," Katie insisted.

Ava thought to herself, 'Who said I want to be one? I even tried taking testosterone, but the effects were the opposite. My body hair started disappearing, and after that, it stopped growing except for the hair on my head.'

Katie persisted, "Miss, if you want to change your gender, I can book an appointment for you."

Ava thought, 'You think I haven't tried? When I attempted to talk to a doctor on the phone about sex change, I started feeling pain in my heart, as if it's saying if I change my gender, I will die.'

Ava replied firmly, "No."

"Got it, miss," Katie acknowledged.

Ava knew she would gain the ability when she turned 15. As she thought about it, her body started heating up, but she only felt warmth inside, calming every part of her body.

After a while...

It sounds like you've had quite the journey. Let's start with some corrections and adjustments:

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I've decided to talk to Alex tomorrow since she's the only person I know in the whole school, mainly because she resembles a character from Modern Family, and I've seen her around once or twice.

As for why I don't have any friends, it's because I'm a tomboy. The last person who tried to taunt me ended up in the hospital with broken bones. I compensated him for all the medical bills and even more for the pain he felt, as I knew I went too far. After that incident, rumors started spreading about me almost killing that guy. I didn't bother stopping the rumors because they've been beneficial—I haven't had any trouble since then. However, the downside is that everyone started avoiding me. But honestly, I don't care about it.

Now that I'm a billionaire and have been learning mixed martial arts since the age of 8, I thought I was safe from any harm from any dude.

As for how I became a billionaire:

**Flashback:**

When I was 8 years old, I created a 7nm chip design and structure that was more efficient than any 7nm chip from my past life, along with hardware that could use 7nm chips efficiently. Then, with my mom's help, I patented it in her name. Next, I negotiated with Apple, with my mom as the representative, knowing they would introduce the first iPhone in 2007, just like they did in my past life. To confirm, I hacked their system and email of their executives.

During the 5-day meeting, they thoroughly checked everything about the chip and its performance. Eventually, they agreed to buy the hardware and 7nm chip patents for 500 million dollars, along with a 2% royalty on each device and 2 pre-installed apps made by me in their future devices. Additionally, we signed a non-disclosure agreement since the technology was 10 years ahead of its time.

My mom was ecstatic, never imagining I'd become a millionaire at the age of 8. I insisted on keeping my identity a secret, believing it was better that way. Afterward, we built a new house with 2 floors underground and 4 floors above, with the underground floors becoming my lab.

By the time I turned 10, I had created my own supercomputer, including all the components and a personal server. Then, I created Katie, my own personal AI, which took 2 months of coding as she has a self-improvement function. After creating Katie, I gave her the responsibility of managing my mom's trading account. With all the algorithms and information she collected, she made me 500 million dollars in a year. I instructed her to buy shares in Apple and Microsoft in anyway possible.

[02/01/2007]

After creating a photo and video sharing app with improved algorithms and features, which adapt to users' preferences and internet connections, it only took 20 minutes with Katie's help. I called Mom and asked her to register a company, and she named it Roses Inc. A few days later, the company was registered with me as the founder and Mom as my legal guardian. I named the app 'DiGiLog' and created its first account, 'DiGiGlobe', with an algorithm to post the photo with the most likes and share it on 'DiGiLog'. Then, I sent an email to Apple headquarters about the app, requesting it to be pre-installed on their devices.

To be Continued...

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