"ARIELLA! ARIELLA! ARIELLA!" They chanted her name.
She did some breathing excersises designed to calm her down, but they weren't helping. She was more nervous than she had ever been in her entire life. "Here we go," she told herself as she walked toward the stage.
"Here she is everybody! The one the only Ariella James!" An annoucer told the crowd.
Eliza though the annoucer was way to old school, but Ari didn't care. She liked the old school vibe an annoucer gave off.
Tora...
He pulled outa piece of paper that smelled of vanilla.
"She always did love vanilla," he laughed to himself before becoming serious. He carefully unfolded the piece of paper and began to read it.
Dear Igarashi,
Where to begin?
2264 Suit Drive 6 p.m. - 8 p.m.
Love,
ASJ
"That was it?" He thought. "That was what I was so scared to read?"
A sudden urgency came over Tora. He looked at his watch, six o'clock on the dot. He buzzed Maki, "Maki, I need a car now!"
"Right away!" Maki could sense the urgency in his voice.
Tora ran down the stairs and jumped into the car that was waiting for him.
"Where to, Sir? The driver, Sebastin, asked.
"2264 Suit Drive," Tora instructed, "and hurry up."