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"I'm home!" You called out as the butler opened the door for you. You quickly pulled off your jacket and handed it over to him along with your bags. "Ah, that's right ... please bring my racket to the tennis-court and take out my normal attire." You told him now you were at it.
Just then your mom came out into the great hall. "Welcome home sweetie!" She hugged you - something she normally didn't.
"Okay, mom. Who have you run over with the Ferrari this time?" You asked her with a sigh. She pulled away and looked innocently at you. She smiled.
"Now really, why do you think that?! Can a mother not hug her daughter anymore in this house?"
"Sure, but you only do it when you've hit someone."
"It wasn't someone ..." She muttered.
"Eh?" Your eyes narrowed. "It wasn't any of my stuff, now was it?"
"It wasn't my fault! It just lay in the driveway!"
"Mom?" You said your tone dangerously low. Your foot tapped on the polished floor. "What was it?"
"Your Yo-yo." She muttered.
You gasped. "Not the yo-yo!"
"I'm sorry!" She apologized.
"Ah! My world is falling apart!" You turned around and dramatically glided away. Up the stairs.
"I'll buy you a new one?" You mom tried calling from downstairs. "Sorry?"
"Never mind mom!" You called back. You dropped onto your bed as you had entered your room. On the pillow, next to you, lay a white tank top and a blue skirt, the attire you normally wore when playing tennis. You stared at it, and then onto your schoolbag, placed against the wall. Now? What to do?

Tennis?

Homework?

You sighed. You'd better take the homework first. Ah, the best idea up to date! But then again ... wasn't it just a little bit more fun to hit a ball all by yourself against a wall, than trying to figure out the biggest riddle of the entire universe?

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Gasp! Indeed, the greatest riddle of all times! Oh yes, you really had a way to blow everything up to something ten times bigger - just to entertain yourself when alone.

You really were pathetic ...

Suddenly, by the knock on the door; you got painfully dragged out into reality. "Hm?" You called.
"What's up nub cake?" He asked from the other side of the door. You rolled your eyes. Of course he couldn't let you be for just a single day! Oh no! Now, why did he always have to insult you? Had you ever done anything - anything at all! - against him?
Okay - you had. But, he didn't have to call you those names every time he was in the same room as you. "What is it, dad?" You asked him annoyed. His head popped inside. He had that goofy grin plastered on his face - something was up. Something, not being good for you.
"Oh, nothing. I just wanted to say hi to my favourite daughter!"
I think I've heard something like that once before today ... You thought, thinking of your mother. "What's with you then?"
"Wha'?! I just wanted to say hi!"
"Jeez dad, you think I'm stupid?" You laid down onto the bed. "I'm not!" You quickly cut in, as he opened his mouth to answer that certain question. "Just, get to the case!"
"Oh, fine! I just can't make fun with you now can I?"
"No."
He pushed the door open and walked in and over to you, while he absentminded fumbled with a magazine. Your eyes were fixed onto that one ... knowing that would probably not be anything good. He threw it down next to you. "I thought you'd want to read it."
You glared at it. That's just perfect ...
"Well, I'll see you! I got a meeting with this annoying person ..." Your dad mumbled and left the room. You didn't even notice - not that you cared anyways - you were still staring at the magazine. At the article on the front page. "That really is just PERFECT!" You said, really, really annoyed:

WHERE IS NADJAI?!

It has now been more than three days since anyone have seen the normally, press-mad, billionaire-daughter, Nadjai Mikoishi. Where is she? What is she doing?
Last, she was seen at a party, a birthday for one of her friends, where she once again had to make everyone see her. How she did that? Of course, the easiest way was to tackle another rich girl and have a cat-fight in the fountain.
An embarrassing story for the Mikoishi-family, but that has just been one of many incidents - involving the only heir to the Throne of Gold - only one, but is it the last?
After the party, her being picked up by a limo, haven't been seen since. Rumours have it, that her father, Yuri Mikoishi, has locked her up and won't let her get out until she behaves. Other does say that she has been kidnapped - and the entire case is being kept quiet by the F.B.I. Others just state, she has gone underground to get away from everything.

Has she been locked away?
Kidnapped?
Gone mentally down from all the stress?
Or even abducted by aliens?

That is what we want to know - along with every other journalist in the world AND all the readers on this planet. So, if anyone got information's of her whereabouts or what she is up to, please contact us.
There is a reward on 50.000 US dollars to the one giving the final information about where she is to be found.

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You had no intentions of reading more. In stead you ripped it into hundred of pieces and threw it on the ground. "No way!" 50.000 dollars, just so they could plaster another picture of your face on the front page with some incredible made-up story? They were going too far. Screw the 'you-can-write-what-you-want'! You were tired of it! That's for sure. But ... They wouldn't find you. Not this time.

You had made sure of that ...

But then again ... You looked at the left-over's. 50.000 ... Many people would go far for that much money. Real far. And that would be a problem. Not only could there be a really, really small risk of them finding you, but fake information's would maybe get out into the world.
Your reputation couldn't be ruined - not more than it already were!

"Oh my, I sure do have a problem ..."