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Chapter 2 - Day 1 - Sunday

Day 1 - Sunday

Chapter 2

-Katia's POV-

It was about 6:00pm when I arrived at the airport, and it's now 6:45pm when we reached and entered Katio's house.

"Okay Katia, welcome to The Yui household, where you will be staying!" Teto Ken (Katio's father) said and we all laughed.

"Now that I think about it, this is the first time you've been to our house since we moved and you left, right?" said Len, facing me.

"Yea, that's right..." I said.

"Don't worry, Katio will show you around," Teta Nina assured me, turned to look at Katio with a quick nod and continued,

"You can put your luggage in Katio's room upstairs. Dinner will be at 7:30. Katia, we will talk about where you will sleep and everything else later, but everyone should be I'm bed before 11:00, okay?"

"Yes!" everyone replied, and then we all wen our separate ways to do our things.

Katio brought my luggage up the mahogany spiral staircase- which was located towards the left and farther down from the entrance of the main floor- upstairs and into his room because insisted, since I was already carrying my violin and my messenger bag.

"Katia, what did you bring in your suitcase?" complained Katio, "It's sorta heavy/light-ish," he finished and we continued walking up the stairs.

"WTH? That does NOT make sense," my subconsciousness screamed at me.

"Nothing much," I answered honestly, ignoring my subconsciousness, "just 3 pairs of shoes- excluding the one downstairs, and several tops and bottoms." Okay fine, halfway honestly.

"What about your feminine hygiene products?" Katio asked jokingly.

I slapped him on the arm

to help me-or my ninja side- and every sense in my body from throwing all my stuff aside and flipping him over the staircase railing.

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"So, where do you want me to put your luggage?" asked Katio, as we stood in the doorway of his room.

"I don't know... anywhere, as long as it's accessible and not on the way. But, please, don't put it in your closet because God knows what's in there." I replied laughing.

"Okay... wait, what?" a confused look crossed Katio's faced, then we both bursted out laughing as we entered his room.

The room smelt like Katio- like if you were to hug him and inhale at the same time, obviously because it's his room.

"But it's not like that's a good or bad thing," I giggled to myself at the thought.

"What's so funny?" asked Katio.

"Oh, nothing nothing. Don't worry..." I started to trail off.

Katio gave me a curious look and then a look like I was insane. Then he nodded and then smiled and looked away. I smiled right back at him-though he wasn't looking my way, then went on to explore his room.

Katio's room is pretty large, big enough to let 3 other people sleep in it with their own single mattress, side by side. It is also fairly clean for a boy, if you ask me; unless he cleaned up because he knew I was coming over. Not much stuff was lying around, like- I mean- all his clothes were put away somewhere(probably neatly or stuffed away in a corrnor / in his closet); on his desk- which was located farther in the room towards the right- his papers weren't the neatest but are somewhat organized, his backpack- which was closed-leaned against the left side of his desk; and his books on/in his bookshelf- which was located next beside his desk- are organized- as if he hasn't touched them. Not to mention his bed- which was along the wall to the right, the foot of the bed facing the connecting washroom door- how do I know? He told me himself-, and was neatly made too, and the huge window with a window seat in the center of the opposite wall's blue curtains were neatly pulled and tied together- the blinds still open casting moonlight on the carpeted floor since it was night and probably forgotten to be closed because they left.