"Okay, I'll give it to you," he says with a laugh.

"Yeah, sure. I just never thought much about being weird or not until I had to go to high school." He shrugs. "Actually, I didn't think about it much when I was in school, either." Previous protests aside: why would he care if his classmates thought he was weird? He had friends anyway, and at sixteen he was already smarter and richer than any of his peers would ever be. Being a genius billionaire does wonders for the self-esteem.

Besides, he rarely had time to care about what his classmates thought of him. "I was usually worrying about bigger problems."