Several hours later…

I placed my sunglasses on while walking out the door of the airport to flag down a taxi.

What I didn't expect to see was my face, Aiya's face all over billboards and street advertisements and I blanch, yet I recover when a taxi pulls up beside me.

I deadpan, waiting as all my luggage is carefully arranged in the trunk of the taxi and we drive off quickly.

"Where would you like to go, sir?" The taxi dares to look up in the rearview mirror, and I just hand him the address, staring off into space.

A half hour later we pulled up to a small house, two story, looked like a three bedroom, two bath house, and I smiled.

The taxi man helped me carry all my bags into the doorway, which I was so grateful for that I tipped him a healthy amount, and started looking around.

Fully furnished, all utilites would be taken care of and the only thing I would ever have to pay for is gas, food, and entertainment. Amazing.

Yes, very amazing.

I strolled through the house, liking every inch of the place and taking note to gratefully thank the entire staff, and I stop at the garage, smirking at what I see.

A two car garage, yet three figures covered up by a black cloth.

I run towards the first one and uncover it quickly.

Nice, nice. Fuel efficient, economy sized. Honda 2010 Accord. Nice, nice. A shiny black color with black leather inside.

I look to the other larger vehicle and uncover that one, and my jaw drops out of my face.

This one was definitely made for speed. 2010 Accura NSX, stick shift and black leather seats, black paint job.

I whistle lowly and uncover the small one between these two cars and almost scream in delight.

An actual motorcycle that has four wheels and is self supported. And black. I smirk and cover the cars back up and float back to the living room where I proceed to mass text the entire team with 3's and thank you's and I love you's!

I stand up stretch, with renewed energy and turn on my sound system that had speakers throughout the entire house and I jam to my songs as I put away all my clothes, and anything else that may have been sneaked into my suitcases. Which took a while, let me tell you.

By the end, almost all of my walk in closet was filled and my drawers were definitely filled to capacity. I couldn't handle that much more clothes, which was awesome for me. All I needed was the school uniform which I will get tomorrow, which a sort of orientation for the freshman, or newcomers were to go to.

I would definitely skip that.

I turned down my room's volume and ran to the kitchen where I proceeded to splurge and stuff my face with a chicken salad, and orange juice. Trust me, you can eat a lot of chicken salad it's so good.

I set my alarm, like a good girl, and dozed off at about 11:00 at night.

AN: Should I continue this story?