My mummy has always told me that one day I would find the one. She says because of my beauty I could get anyone. I have long blonde hair, sapphire blue eyes and have a slim figure. Mummy says I'm the prettiest girl in the world.

I pull down my long dress with diamonds embedded in it, they sparkle as the moonlight shimmers down. I have always had money, it's something I grew up with and I buy lots of diamond clothing, it has no price to me. 

As I walk along the streets a busker sings sweetly a song he has invented.

'Diamonds like the sky's stars, love is a word too short...' He continues, the sound welcoming itself into my ears.  His brown hair lets itself knit into a mess. I take out my purse filled with money and I look cautiously. I may be rich but I'm not the kind to give away loads, I don't want to get my money taken away from me do I? I take out a fiver and place it in his guitar case, smiling at him.

'Love is complic-' The boy's voice stops as he stares at me, admiring my details. 

'Thank you.' He smiles for a second before continuing the song. I peer into the case and notice I am the only one who has given him any money. His smile fades away as he starts concentrating on singing. Beautiful his voice is like that of rich velvet.