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[1] Malcolm's Morning

Beep Beep Beep

"Shoot I'm going to miss my flight!" I fling out of bed. I frantically pack the last of my belongings.
"Toothbrush, brush, deodorant, contact lenses, phone, phone charger, headphones. Phew that's the last of it" I rush down stairs where the rest of my luggage awaited me.

"Buenos dias Mrs. Rita. Are my parents home?"

"Ay perdon mijo, they've already left for work. But they told me to wish you luck on your fist day. And safe travels. Senor Carlos is outside to take you to the airport."

"Oh... I'd thought they'd at least want to wish me away themselves...I'll miss you Rita. Good bye see you in June." I hug my nanny- servant goodbye and hopped into the car.
The drive into town was long and boring. I knew every name of every street and lane. I was ready to go to California. A hustling new city to explore on my own.

My names Malcom Williams and I'm off to go study in the most prodigious arts school in LA. My parents are filthy rich and even though I've always had what I wanted I wanted there attention even more. It had been weeks since we ate together as a family. They were always working trying to only provide the best for their only son. My father a dentist and my mother a dermatologist. So I was a rather "handsome young fellow" as my dad would say. But Mrs Rita always said I needed a better hair stylist.

I got to the airport and carried my luggage onto the plane. I took a nap and then we finally landed. I was so excited to be in a new location so much to see and so much to look at. I looked for my name in all the signs

I found a school representative that drove me out into the school. I thanked the driver and looked at the amazing architecture. Thank sudelny

Thunk

"I-I'm sorry- woah....omg your Alkaline from those alkaline water commercials." I had run into a model.

"The one and only. I see that your not from here." She said in monotone voice.

"How could you tell?"

"You're dressed like it's 20° out. And we're in LA weather not...hmm Maryland?"

"North Carolina."

"Well hope you get accustomed to the weather. And I guess welcome. And we should get going if we don't want to be late for orientation. See ya around." She walked on ahead and met up with to pink haired people a short girl and a....

"Hansome" And a tall boy. Wait did I just call a boy handsome? Am I blushing!?