Brisk Inflation

Chapter Two

Two miles to the big city, I can see the skyscrapers over the horizon.

"Wow, that is beautiful." Olive says stunned by the cities beauty with the golden sun.

"I know. We made it Olive, we are miles away from home in a gorgeous city to start our new lives." She just nods her head in agreement as we enter the city. We instantly lift ours heads to the windows to look at how tall the buildings are, they nearly disappear in the clouds.

"Your phone says we are only minutes away from our flat." She squeals. It was right two minutes later we arrive to a tall building with glass walls and I am astonished, how could our parents afford this?

This is to good to be true, "Whoa, how could they?" I ask Olive. "I don't have any idea but I am glad they did. Our room is on the twenty-third floor and its room 1148. This is scary." We pull up to the building and I but the brake on my truck to hop out and get my things from the back.

How the hell am I getting all this junk into an elevator to the twenty-third floor?

I have two suitcases in my hand and go to the landlords office and knock on the door, "Excuse me ma'am but I just moved in here and I was wondering if you had some sort of help for me? I have a lot of stuff to get to the twenty-third floor." I say through the door and it opens to an older gentleman, he looks about his forties.

"Oh I am sorry, sir." "No, no its fine. We have a cart you can use, kind of like the things at a hotel." He smiles at me with a kind smile and shows me to the cart. I begin to walk off with it when, "Oh miss I never caught your name;"

"It's Bailey. Bailey Anderson." And I turn away to head for the door. The elevator door opens when I see Olive speaking to a guy that looks the same age as us, she waves her goodbye when she notices me and jogs over.

"Nice thingy you got there. I put two bags outside our apartment because I forgot the key and I don't really want to open it with out you." She sounds very jumpy the same as I am.

"Okay lets hurry before some creeper business guy takes off with your panties." She gently punches my arm in laughter. "Okay." her sounds are still muffled from her laughing.

This thing seems to absolutely hate me, this cart is to much trouble but with Olive's personality she gets the people to just go on with their business and ignore the two new teenagers moving in. The elevator is really fast for twenty-three floors. I see the suitcases which causes my stomach to flop, Olive intertwines our arms, she is nervous too.

The door is a lovely shade of eggshell, look at me admiring the door without even knowing what will be on the other side.

I slide the key into the lock and turn it to push the door open. The other side reviles a tan room, a closet to the left and a floral rug beneath me feet. This foyer is appealing with a mirror on the right wall and small table under it with a bouquet of flowers on top.

I hear Olive say wow as she goes ahead of me, I follow and see a staircase made of redwood that curves to the top revealing a hallway most likely. I venture off to the kitchen which is a average size and windows one side, the others must have been covered by drywall.

There is an arch that leads to the dinning room which is to larger for just Olive and I, what was our parents thinking putting this much money onto this apartment? I'll have to call them later about it, for now I will enjoy the cities beauty.

I caress up the stairs to notice Olive has picked her room, "I thought you would have took the one with more windows, what's with that?" "I don't know, I thought this was better and you deserve the big room for all you have done." She is too kind sometimes. "Oh hush." I scold her.

The end of the hall is door which I assume is mine, I open the door where all my bags and boxes are scattered. "Olive you need to stop with be so nice to me!" I yell down the hallway.

"Oh hush." She is coping me that little brat, I can hear her laughing from her room. I look back up to realize the room is windows, a huge bed, a TV, a walk in closet, and a small chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

Wow.

Who knew this could happen to me out of everyone in the world? It takes us all day to unpack our things into our rooms, I'm glad this place was furnished, Olive is a picky shopper. About six o'clock we decide to watch The Notebook and we both end up asleep by eight on the living room couch. Which I may add is very comfortable.