The New Girl

Chapter 4; Moving into the Penthouse

I walk inside the empty penthouse. Woah, I think to myself. This is amazing.

Yes, it truly is amazing. The living room I'm standing is huge. I go upstairs and my parents tell me that I can pick any room I like. I pick the biggest one. I move my stuff into it. All my clothes in the dresser, my formal dresses in the closet.

My parents bring up my vanity, and I put my makeup inside.

I get my bedding out, and I put it on to my bed. I flop onto the bed, to test how comfortable it is.

Okay, now this is comfortable. Very comfortable.

Within 3 hours, all out furniture is moved in. The penthouse looks like a huge version of our house back at Japan.

I actually feel quite home in this amazing penthouse.

There's one problem- I'm going to school tomorrow. Yes, I know English, but I know I'm gonna get teased.

So, this is gonna be a tough experience.

I go downstairs to make myself some rice, since it's apparently 9:00 PM in New York. The rice is so delicious, so warm and calming. I'm glad my parents brought the rice I prefer.

It's past 9:30 PM in New York, or 9:30 AM in Japan. I'm not tired, but I get dressed into my pajamas, and I snuggle up under the covers of my heavenly bed.

Though I'm still not tired. I get my phone off my dresser, and I take some selfies for Instagram. I post: Hey guys! I wish I could be back in Japan, but I sadly moved to America today. I hope I can visit Japan sometime soon, and see my old home. Have a great day, night, whatever time it is for you!

I also post some selfies on Facebook and Pinterest. I'm so sad that I left my heavenly home. Now it will belong to someone else. If I ever move back there, my cherry blossom tree will probably be gone. So will my garden.

I let out a silent yawn, and fall sound asleep. Tomorrow will be hard, but worth it.