The plane was just flying into the airport.

As it hit the runway Daria still wondered where they were.

It was quite a long flight,so she guessed it wasn't any where close to what she called home.

They had come to a stop.

She heard a recording as she got of the plane say"Thank you for flying with Boston Airlines and enjoy your stay!"

She thought in her head "Boston,that's too far for comfort!"

She knew she couldn't say it or the whole building would know that she was horrified to be here.

"Psst,Mattie!"She wispered.

"Yea!"Mattie replied,wondering why she had wispered.

"Did you here the recording?"Daria asked.

"No I don't listen to dumb recordings!"Mattie said scornly.

"Well,it says we're in Boston!"Daria wispered yet again.

"What!"Mattie wispered back,also realizing that the whole building would be able to hear.

"Shhhhh"Daria wispered."We should be quiet the rest of the way.

Mattie nodded.

They picked up their bags and carried them out of the airplane.

They went through the gate and out into the airport.

"So,where are we living?"Daria asked her mom."

"Oh,we're living at this five star hotel called the Tipton,"Her mom replied

Daria was silent after that.

She thought about how she was moving from her small hometown to a hotel in Boston.

She tryed to imagine herself in a horrible,horrible dream.

She knew it was really happening but she tryed to dought it anyways.

She had been thinking alot about her troubles that she realized she was already in her mom's car.

This made her a little happier.

She loved her mom's car.

It was a silver Accord with her favorite thing.

A six disk CD player.

Oh,how she loved that CD player.

Even more than that though,she wished she was home!

She was lost in deep thoughts.

She remembered her best friend.

She had moved to New York last summer.

To spend the last time with her friend she had gone up to New York with her to say goodbye.

Her friend had gone crazy on the way up.

What if that happened to her!