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Ophelia dragged her suitcase, alone the long hallway's in the Airport. It was deserted. There were only few people, sitting on the benches and waiting for planes. Ophelia sat on a small metal bench, and looked at the white watch, that shes got for last Christmas from Her Grandmother. Her grandmother, always said the clock was special but she never told her why. She said, she would soon figure out, and then before she could give Ophelia any clues she died, of Cancer they said, but Ophelia bever belived in that. She knew there was a darker secret behind that, but she couldn't figure out what it was thought.

As Ophelia, reached for her phone someone touched her shoulder, and she instantly jumped in. There were two shadows leaning over her, but she was too afraid to turn around to see their faces.

"Ophelia Smith?"

Then she instantly turned around, and was relived that the two shadows leaning over her were acttualy people, not demons, not supernatural things, not like they exist anyway she thought.

"Yeah that would be, me. And you are my new Bosse's?"

"Yes im Vanessa Tven and that it Mark, im sure we speaked over the phone."

"Yes indeed, we did."

Ophelia flashed a quick smile, and then looked in Vanessa's eyes. They were the colour of gold, she had never seen anyone have the colour of eyes that she had. And Marks eyes were utterly green, just like both of them wore contacts, but she wouldn't ask.

Mark And Vanessa, leaded Ophelia to their Jet. While they were walking to the Jet Ophelia, analysed Mark's And Vanessa's appearances properly. Vanessa, was long with olive coloured skin, and gold coloured hair up to her shoulder's. She was wearing high heels, with a cream coloured suite. However, Mark was tall and very pale. He's hair, was black very short and spiked, into place. He worse a black suit. They both looked like royalities. She noticed they both had very beautiful ring's on them. She couldn't make out what the symbol on it was, but she assumed it was a flower.

"Here we are! Jerry will takeyou to your seat." announced Vanessa.

Ophelia walked forward to the Jet, and looked up to a man who looked like a bear. Jerry reminded, Ophelia of Tom and Jerry except this Jerry was nothing like the small Jerry on the television, she used to watch at 4pm every day.

"Welcome to Tven Jet, let me welcome you to your seat." He announced in a lowe pitched voice.

When Ophelia stepped inside the Jet, she felt like she was a royalty. She had never been into a Jet Before, She used to go to other country's in planes, but she only went on economy class.

The Jet's seat's were covered in precious white leather, that Ophelia didn't even want to sit on it.

She watched Vanessa and Mark walk in, they were murrmuring something to Jerry but she couldn't hear it properly. All she could hear was : treat her as one of us.:

Ophelia quickly assumed, that they considered Ophelia as a poor brat, but Ophelia belived always that you don't judge people by their budget. She always told people : Talk about me: with me..: She felt proud, of the quote. The leather seats were so warm and comfy that she instantly fell asleep, in the Jet. She had a dream: dream: Josh was sitting in the fog waiting for Ophelia to step out of the Jet. The thing that he was sitting on, seemed to be a rock covered in blood at first, then she could see the picture clearly. It was a lion. The king of all animals, had lost his battle to Josh. Josh reached, his arms out to grab Ophelia but she backed away, falling into a sea of daffolids. But they weren't bright as always, they were covered in blood too. This isn't real this isn't real Ophelia repeated in her, head. Then she gave a big jerk, and her dream was long gone.

Ophelia opened her eyelids, and felt like they weighed one tonne. Mark and Vanessa were gone, and there was noone she could talk to. Noone except Jerry. Ophelia took her ipod out of her bag, and started playing tap tap revenge (guitar hero, apple app version). She always could beat everyones score, but not now. Her fingers were shaking, and she couldn't hit even one of the note's. She switched the ipod off, and waved her hand to Jerry. He didn't seem to notice it at first but then she coughed and he turned at Ophelias way.

Ophelia didn't like looking him in the eyes, He looked so hungry and every time their glances met, chills broke through Ophelias fragile bones.

"Umm.. When are we going to land?" Asked Ophelia.

Her voice seemed pretty normal to Jerry, but anyone who knew Ophelia for a long time could tell that she was afraid, and didn't even have the guts to breathe anymore.

"Soon, infact were already landing." And then he returned back to his seat.

After half an hour, they got off the Jet. When Ophelia walked out of it, she felt like kissing the ground. She did fly in planes before, but this was the first time she was afraid. Ofcourse, any seventeen year old would be scared to fly in a jet with strangers.

Outside the Airport there was a Limousine waiting for them. This was the first time ever Ophelia acttualy in a Limousine. She didn't see anything cool in them. They were just a long car to her. It didn't take long till they made it to Tvens house, Tvens Mansion infact.

The house, was very big and white coloured. London house looked so different than California houses. A small yellow brick path leaded Ophelia to the big black door. Vanessa opened the door gently without a slightest sight of noise.

"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!" A little girl about four, ran up to Vanessa.

Ophelia was out of her body now, The little girl beated the sense outo f her completely.

"Kids, this is your new Nanny, Ophelia."

3 other boys about the age of eleven stepped, out of the shadows. They were really alike, but each of them had different eyes. They had freckles over their little faces, and had ash coloured hair falling over their, bright eyes. Their cheeks were, bright pink just like doll's.

"Alex, Luke, Rory and Ely. Say Hello to your new nanny."

"Is she one of us?" They said in the same, time just like they could read each others mind.

Ophelia chuckled. Again they considered, her as different. Of course, Ophelia thought, They are like royalities and im just a girl who, isn't. But without money we would all be the same. Ophelia wanted to scream at them, but she couldn't. She didn't want to lose her Job on the first day.

Mark guided Ophelia into the living room. The walls were white with black Victorian flowers, The sofa's were in white leather. Throught the big glass door, you could see a big swimming pool. Just like in a castle.

"I guess youre tired? I'll guide you to your apartment. Then you can pack all your bags" Mark said.

Ophelia nodded and followed Mark, through the hallway's. Then they entered a red door.

Ophelia's aparement, was bigger than her house. She had a living room, bathroom, and her own bedroom. There was a door in her bedroom that leaded to the kitchen/dining room. When Mark left the room Ophelia dropped her bag's and sat on the bed. Before she could be worried about packing her bags, she Was sound asleep in the comfy bed.

Thank you for reading.

I don't really feel like finish off my DESTRUCTION, story so I decided to ask you guys if I should finish it, or just continue with this one?

Love Marta.

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