Alcott Racer {ON PERMANENT HIATUS}

Chapter 2 Arrival

Before we begin I would like to say THANK YOU EVERYONE who has read part 1! I really appreciate all the support I have received thus far and look forward to all future support! With my rambling put of the way let's continue Allison's story! (We will also now be including Pictures and music curated by yours truly!) your music taste is trash. (Coming from the one who listens to gundam music and eurobeat 24/7.) Your lucky you're a fictional character. ALSO SORRY FOR THE LACK IN A NEW CHAPTER. I have no excuses. But I do try to add to the draft little by little. So enjoy this chapter. It was hell to make (both literally and figuratively for them) Also I will be remastering chapter one after this chapter goes live!
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After a grueling 15 hour flight I arrived in Japan at Tokyo International Airport. I had left London international airport at 5:29 Pm arrived at Tokyo the next day at 2:29 Am (hopefully I got the time conversion right) luckily a friend of the family lives in Japan. Her name is Rachel. She graciously allowed me to stay with her until I get a place of my own and a car to drive. She should be waiting for me to get past customs. After I do she greets me. "Allison! I hope your flight wasn't too boring. I know in-flight entertainment can be.....lackluster to say the least. Come, let's get you to your temporary home." I walk over and hug her before speaking "I'm Fine Rachel. The In-Flight entertainment was awful. I mainly just slept through the whole flight. I know I've said this a lot already but thanks for coming out to pick me up so early in the day. It really means a lot to me." She would smile before leading me out of the airport.

This is Rachel. She's been a friend
of the alcotts for as long as I can remember. We stayed with her on my first time going on a business trip with my parents. She showed me many cool and interesting things that sparked my love for Japan. She must have noticed my then increased interest in the country and spent time whenever I was there with my parents to teach me more. She also taught me how to speak Japanese when I was with my parents on a long business venture. She even snuck a book into my bag so I could practice after I left. Needless to say she was more of a mother to me than my actual mom. We would get in her car and headed to her place and my new home for the time being as we got all the necessary paperwork to let me live on my own.