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At the Airport

As I was waiting for my flight to New York, my cell phone rang. I picked it up and looked at the phone's id; I smiled at it.

"Hello" I said.

"Hey, it's Stella. What time does your flight land in New York?"

"Well, it's 8:30 a.m. right now. I'm supposed to board the flight at 9:00 o'clock. They said that the flight is supposed to arrive at like 10:30." I replied back. "Why?"

"Because I am going to pick you up when you get here. No buts! I don't mind doing it for you, besides I want to see your new apartment." said Stella.

"Thank you. You didn't have to do that but anyway we are best friends. Oh, I gotta go. They are announcing my flight. Bye!" I hang up and picked up my carry-on bag and rush to the gate before everybody gets there so I would be the first in the line.

"Have a nice flight" said the lady as she looked at my ticket.

"You bet I will" I murmured as I walked through the gate. I looked for my seat number and found it. I put my carry-on bag to put in the box over my head and sat down, trying to get comfortable.

"Here we go" I thought.

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Stella's Office

After talking with Isabella on the phone, Stella hung up the phone. Stella grabbed her leather purse and was about to walk out of her office when someone called her name.

She turned around to see who was it. It was her partner and close friend, Mac.

"We got a phone call concerning a murder on the Broadway Street. I'm gonna need you." said Mac.

Stella sighed in annoyance and asked: "Are you sure you really need me for the murder scene?"

Mac replied back: "Yes, of course! You are my right hand, partner." Mac lifts one of his eyebrows and smirks at her. Stella smiled at him. "I'll be right back; I need to find someone to take care of some important business for me."

Stella went off to find someone and finally found Danny and Lindsay together. Stella asked: "Hey guys, can you do me a huge favor for me? I will return the favor for you."

They looked at each other and Danny responded: "Yeah, what do you need?"

"I need you guys to pick up my friend from the airport when she gets there. Her name is Isabella Whitney. If you guys can do it, then thank you for doing it for me." Stella folds her hands in beg position as she asked them.

Danny and Lindsay smiled at her and agreed with her.

Stella thanked them and left to find Mac to go to the crime scene.

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At the Airport

Danny and Lindsay had their arms wrap around their backs as they waited for Isabella. "I wonder what Isabella looks like?" Lindsay asked.

Danny looked around and sighed. "I don't know.. I bet you they would look like twins. With the curly hair and all that stuff." Danny said jokily. Lindsay laughed at him and gave him a huge kiss.

Danny smiled at her kiss and began to kiss her more... soon they began to make out. Then Lindsay pushed him away, saying that they need to stop making out so they wouldn't miss Isabella.

The lady at the gate announced: " The plane is here. Please wait for your relatives get off of the plane at the gate."

"Oh goodie." said Danny.

They waited until everybody comes off the plane and started going through the gate. It eventually cleared up at the gate except only one person standing there.

Isabella.

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Finally the plane landed which I was happy about since I hate flying. I stood up from my seat and grabbed my carry-on bag, then walked into the aisle that lead to the gate. When I came out of the gate, I looked for Stella. It took a crowd to clear up when I realized that Stella wasn't here. I became concerned with the thought of Stella being late or being in a car accident since people are crazy driving in New York. (No Offense)

Then I realized these two people staring at me and I wonder if Stella asked them to pick me up. So I went to them and asked them if they knew Stella.

"Yes, I guess you're Isabella Whitney. My name is Danny and this is my friend, Lindsay." as he said her name, pointing to her.

I shook their hands.

Danny asked "Can I carry your bag?

"No thanks, I can carry it." I replied.

"Do you need to stop by at the pick-up bag area before we leave?" asked Lindsay.

I shook my head and said "No, I already left my clothes in my new home, with the furniture and boxes. Thanks."

We continued to walk until we stopped in the parking lot. Danny put my carry-on bag in the trunk and we got into the car and left the parking garage.

It only took us about forty-five mintutes to get to my apartment.

When we got there, Lindsay decided to stay in the car while Danny came with me to make sure that I get in okay. (Such a Gentleman!)

I thanked him after I went into my room and Danny left.

I looked around in my living room and saw that I have alot of boxes to unpack.

8 hours later

"Well, I am finally done with the boxes. Now I need a glass of wine." I said tiredly. I went to the kitchen and took out a wine bottle. I poured wine into my glass and took it to the living room where a huge window is, showing the view of New York City. I sipped it and leaned against the wall near the window and looked out the window, lost in my thoughts and memories.

Few moments later, I heard a knock on my door. I set down the glass on the table and went to the door to look into the peep hole. It's Stella! I thought asI opened the door quickly and started screaming, jumping into her and hugging each other.

We both laughed and starting talking like teenage girls. Leading us inside, I took out another glass of wine for Stella while she check out the place. I gave it to her when she was done.

"Nice place you got there. It's perfect for you." said Stella and she sipped wine. "Thanks." I replied.

We sat down on the couch and started chatting, just to catch up on old times.

"Anyway, I'm meeting my friends at the bar tonight. I need you to come with me so I can introudce you to them. Pretty please?" said Stella

I laughed at her pouting face. "Okay, I will come with you. Just let me change into something nice."

I got up and went into my room and took out a nice black top with dark jeans and black heels. Then I went to the bathroom and put my hair up.

"Here I go!" I thought as I left with Stella.