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Chapter 2

"Stand up and fight, for all you believe in"

It was a week after everybody came to know about her big loss. She couldn't really talk about it, Theresa was shivering when she even started about the things she saw, the last time she saw her family. And Layla wouldn't hear of it. She didn't want to talk to her other friends, they didn't even know her family, and the boys… well it still are boys after all.

One day, her grandpa came home from a trip to Japan, he was gone since the funeral and had some big news. So, her grandma and she gathered in the living room.

'We're going to move'.

'Where to?' asks Gin, slightly relieved she can leave this house full of lost memories.

'Japan'.

'Japan?' She frowns, thinking about it. She had always loved the way Japan was formed in anime on TV. And she was pretty proud of herself for being able to eat with chopsticks, and the Kutatsu was pretty awesome too in her eyes, it would be so warm. And the cherry blossoms. But it's also far away from home, and besides "Arigato" she doesn't speak anything Japanese.

'Interesting' She only says 'When will we move?'.

'Well, after the Japanese school year starts mid-April. We'll be going next Saturday. That gives you one week to say goodbye to your friends and pack everything important in suitcases and boxes, you'll take one suitcase and one bag with you on the train, the rest will be shipped over by Tomorrow evening, you'll be staying home tomorrow to pack' Answers her grandfather.

'Right' She nods slowly 'I understand. May I ask the reason behind this all?'.

'Well. Because your mother was our daughter, she would have been the heiress to our company, she didn't want it, and she didn't want it for you either, so your little brother would've been the heir. But… since they're gone and we don't have other children or grandchildren. That makes you the next heiress' Starts her grandpa.

'Bad choice, I don't know anything about economics, well… I suck at it actually' She scratches her neck.

'Don't worry about that, he'll have enough time to help you' Smiles her grandmother.

'But that doesn't answer my question' She looks back at her grandfather.

'Many of our contacts live in Japan. It's better for business to move there, and stay close to our friends and enemies. It's also that the main building is in Japan, meaning it's also a lot easier for me to take care of the business'.

'And school? I don't really speak Japanese'.

'There's a special school there, for rich people like you are now, heirs and heiresses go to this school. And because of its high rank, many business men send their children to this school from all over the world. Because of this culture difference, the school has a Western style and they speak mainly English there. Meaning, you'll be able to talk to everyone you want'.

'I see' She nods understanding it. It's a pity she'll have to leave her friends. But the memories of her everyday life before the accident hunted her. The house gave her bad dreams, the perfume of her mother is still in the air and the soap of her brother is still in the bathroom, like the toothbrush of her father.

Every day she passes the park, remembering the times she spend there, playing Badminton with her father, while her mother and Rick were watching and eating sandwiches. The tram she passes every day, which reminds her of how they died. The hospital she sees from far away, the place where she was brought that day. And the people at school, looking at her with those pitiful eyes, they're talking about her, she knows it, even people who haven't spoken to her once. She's an orphan, she's living with her grandparents who're too old for their own good, she's lonely, she's pitiful.

And if there's one thing Gin never wanted, it's being pitied. She's Gin, she never cries, she's never hurt. She's strong. Until now.

She didn't have any problem with packing stuff and throwing stuff away, the next day she packed the suitcase with her most loved clothes. And the rest of her stuff she puts on the boxes. Her picture album she got for her sixteenth birthday, she placed all the photo's in it she had normally hanging on the wall, or in picture frames. She only kept one picture frame, the frame she got from Rick when she turned fourteen, he had only been seven years old.

Her grandmother packed all her baby albums and her brother's baby albums. All the family albums. She loved the pictures. Later that day she helped her grandmother throw away Their stuff.

In the end, Gin walked away from her brothers room, she couldn't take it. Her parents are gone, they were except able . But Rick… she couldn't. Hit blue lips and closed eyes appeared in her worst nightmares. She didn't want to forgive anyone for his dead. He had been her little bro, the one she felt like protecting, the one she played with when he was little, the bond that was stronger than the bond with her parents. He came to her when he had a nightmare, he came to her when he had a problem. She came to him when she wanted a hug. He was the only one she opened up to, who she let see her real face, her soft side.

Now she would never show her soft side again. Because nobody except Rick would understand the pain and her way of thinking. He's gone, and her soft side… was pushes back into herself, in a save, which she locked up, and she threw the paper with the code away. Gone.

After a long flight with the plane, they were brought to their home with a beautiful light silver Mercedes. The driver put the stuff in the back and she sat on the window side. She hadn't said a word since she left. She hadn't listened to anything they said to her. She only listened to her own thoughts and her music. She didn't care about leaving everything familiar behind.

She didn't care about her surroundings, that was until she saw cherry blossoms. She loved the sight. They stopped in front of a big black gate and it slowly opened automatically. They drove over grey gravel. The grass is greener than anything she has ever seen before. There're a few cherry blossom tress in full bloom and she can't see the other side of the gates because it's such a large yard. There're bushes next to the gravel neatly cut. In the end of the road, there's a rotunda, with a fountain in the middle, a woman in a medieval but simple dress standing there and holding a sword in her one hand pointing down. She's beautiful. Around the fountain are white roses. Then there's the house.

It's in one word huge. It's huge, and white, with two floors, the main ground, the second floor, and a loft. The white of the house is more broken white, it's not bone white. There's a dark grey roof and it has white marble stairs leading to the front door.

On the end of the rotunda is another way to the garage. A separated building in the same style. Inside it, fit at least five different cars. Hopefully sport cars, she has always loved sport cars.

The windows are all square, like the door, but there're many windows. A butler opens the door and gives her a hand when she steps out. She doesn't really fit in the picture, her not so expensive clothing, which are mainly black, and the white house. But she loved the style of the huge building.

While walking inside, the butler tells them about the house a little bit. In the end she gets to know a lot of stuff. There's a pool in the backyard, a little further away. There's a pool and a gym in the basement. There's a music room, two tea rooms, one living room, one dining room, a party building in the backyard, a kitchen with one cook. There's a special wine chamber, twenty two spare rooms, which of twenty are guest rooms, every room has its own bathroom and closet. There's a bios, a library with a special study for her granddad to do his business stuff, there's the West wing, where the employees sleep on the main floor, and some of the guest rooms are above that. In the South wind is used for the guest rooms and Gin's room, the bios nearby.

And in the middle building is the room of her grandparents and the library. There're five maids, three butlers, two cleaners (Keeping the walls spotless, the outside spotless and clean the windows and the roof), there's a group of gardeners coming in every week, one of their own gardeners lives with them to keep the grass green. There's one cook and there's one pool cleaner.

She never knew her grandparents were this rich…

The whole building is white form the inside, a white color walls and ceilings, the chandeliers all golden, the ground is a warm light brown/yellow colored marble, the stairs like princess ballroom stairs. The doors are white with golden doorknobs, everything just screams richness, if that's even a word.

She's brought to her room, where her suitcases wait near the door. The ground here is made of a sand colored carpet, with some white round shaped parts too. There's a black wall with a black square in front of it, so it's not as white as the rest of the house. There're three doors leading to the balcony, the sun shining inside. Cream colored curtains, a big three person bed with white covers. A cream colored couch, white other walls two cream colored chairs near her bed, and two big white chairs near the TV. There's a huge flat screen TV. A glass coffee table, glass nightstands, a home cinema set, two doors, one to her bedroom and the other to her walk in closet, already filled with some neat clothes she would need to wear.

The bathroom is also huge, mainly because she's one of the residents of the house. The ground is of a white colored tile. The bath is raising from the ground, three stairs leading to the huge, round bath. The stones around the bath are granite or something like that. The cranes are gold and the walls are cream colored. There's a granite bench with white pillows and two white sinks with golden cranes. There's mirrors on the wall and white drawers underneath the sinks where she can put her make-up and bath stuff. There's also one big closet with white and cream colored bathrobes, the softest one could imagine with the first letter of the family name on it in gold. On hanging from the ceiling are golden chandeliers and there's in the other corner a shower and toilet.

The walk in closet is mostly sand colored, except for the white walls sand white carpet. There's open closets everywhere, filled with clothes that aren't even hers. Drawers with jewelry, bags on color and size, shoes in every color and output. Even hats she'll never wear. There's a collection of jeans, skirts, summer dresses, blouses, button-ups, shorts, sweaters, ties, belts, panties, socks, everything you can image. She places her own clothes on the empty spots and takes out her grey track pants and her black tank top. She moves back into her room and looks at the new black Sony laptop with anything and everything. One of the best.

She opens one of the doors and smiles, she could get used to this, she has always been a lazy ass and this will be one hell of a life. If only her friends could see her now.

She smiles in thought as she looks at the backyard, everywhere are roses, white and red roses, she loves roses. There're also cherry blossom tress, which she told her grandma about while packing stuff. They must've let some gardeners plant them, to make her feel at home.

She smiles, her grandparents love her, they've always loved her, she just wishes they sometimes would be… a little bit normal, and not super rich. The room is super, she's thankful, but the other twenty guest rooms are a bit… over the top. Like anyone is ever going to sleep in there!

She yawns, damn jet lag. And lays down on her bed, she starts and sees all her old documents and pictures are on it. Rich people. She changes the background into a picture of her, Theresa, Layla , Rick and herself, in the roller coaster on Rick's birthday. Only a few months ago.

She smiles lightly, makes some pictures of her room and set them on Facebook. Before she knows it there're a lot of reactions. Like Layla: "You're so lucky! I want a walk in closet too! And my own bathroom!". Theresa: "You always said your grandparents were rich, but this is just… wow". James: "It's a little bit bigger than my room". Big mouth, it was something charming sometimes. And a few others from some other people.

She sighs and starts typing some mails, it's much easier to write the emotions and things you're thinking about in a mail than saying it in person, it's less embarrassing. She writes some quick mails and send them away. After a while a maid comes in, announcing dinner. She nods and gets up, that is, before another maid comes in and tells her the plans have changed. They're going to have dinner with some business people. The maid is here to help her pick a dress. A dress… great, she'll have to shave her legs…

Two hours later, she and the maid, Felicia –an immigrant from Spain- have chosen a black cocktail dress with a white ribbon just underneath the breast part. It has spaghetti straps and is made of a soft material. It's rather short but not too. It's not too girly and not too neat. Just her style. On her feet black high heeled pumps, about 4.5 inch high. She always liked walking on heels, it makes her legs look longer and her posture straight, meaning she'll look taller and thinner. Something most girls strive for.

Her hair is let loose, but elegantly, because of her big chest, her shoulders look broader, which makes a high knot almost a no-no, as Rick and Layla would say. She smiles at the thought, she does her make-up herself, years of training. She smiles, thinking back to the times she and her friends would gather and do each other's hair and make-up. How fun that was when something went wrong or someone hit your cheeks with a white powder thingy.

She grabs a small bag for her IPod, Phone and some extra make-up, also some peppermints for after dinner, it's something she learned over the time, one day her friend told her about her breathe and she always took peppermints with her afterwards.

She hangs a more expensive looking diamond necklace around her neck and a beautiful bracelet and some simple earrings, well, simple for rich people. She just smirks, if her friends could see her this way, she looks like she's going to a prom, but the maid said about looking this way for dinner with other people to impress them, and she's the heiress, so she needs to impress these people. Great, just great. It's a good thing she once was fan of this anime, and she started to think about etiquettes, not laughing too loud, sitting straight while eating and not bowing your head over your plate, never switch your cutlery and use the line of cutlery from the outside to the inside. Walks straight, sit straight and don't use your sleeves to get the sauce of your upper lip. Napkin on your shot, don't fold your legs because you may hit the person opposite of you, don't eat with your, mouth full and wait until everybody has had their plate. Never drink too much at once, only little sips.

That's probably everything she knows… and maybe she'll remember something else when she's having dinner, this is after all Japan. But if she's lucky, they're eating in a nice western restaurant, after all, these are rich people. She's one of these rich people.

She sighs and walks out of this maze after the maid. Once she's downstairs, the butler hands her her coat and she slips into it. Her grandparents look approving, her grandma a little more in cold, while she herself is more in silver. Her granddad in a neat black with white suit, with a black tie.

Her grandfather, the owner of a business that does something with Physiology, help centers, clinics for drug and alcohol addicted, elderly homes, school nurses, home nurses, all that kind of stuff.

She's lucky Biology has always been one of her best subjects, because maybe she would need it tonight. One problem is, she doesn't know all that much about Economics, and that's not very good in this business world. But she never asked for it! It's not for them to blame her…

TBC

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