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I waved goodbye to my mother as I went through the airport gate with my bag.

As of tomorrow, I'll be attending the most prestigious school in America. My mom said that I should learn to communicate with other rich kids who'll be my business partners in the future.

I thought this choice was a bit odd since she never really pressed on being the heir of such a company, but I learned over the past years to not question my mother.

I leaned back in my comfy chair of first class, and brought out my tablet and phone.

When the flight attendant gave us permission to use electronics, I hurried to text my best friend.

Hey, I'm on the plane. I wish I could at least finish the rest of the year with you. But we both know that we'll keep in touch right? I texted to Kaili.

Girl don't you know it. If you don't text me every single day, I'm going to personally fly over and slap you across the ass to the moon and back. And you better visit again. Or I will. She replied.

I laughed. I'll text everyday. And make sure my ass stays in the ground.

Well, you need to rest on the plane. I'll leave you to that. Text me when you land. She said.

I quickly replied an ok and set down my phone and laid back. But after trying and trying, sleep just didn't come to me. So I just watched downloaded movies on my tablet.

After a movie and a half, the plane landed.

I quickly grabbed my bag and headed for the bag belt.

"Miss Bonheur!" A voice cried from behind me.

I sharply turned around and clamped my hands over his mouth.

"Shut up. Do you want everyone to know?"  I hissed.

"Swurry muss." he said with mouth under my hand.

Once i made sure that no one was staring, I let go of his mouth and stood a distance.

"I have to get my bags. Can you get the car so we can go right away?" I asked him.

He agreed and went to pull the car as i went over to get my bags.

When my bag came near me, I reached over to have the bag snatched from the belt.

"Hey!" I cried.

The guy who took my bag looked at me surprised then at the bag.

"Who.." He asked.

"That's my question. Thats my bag." I said with my hands on my hips.

I showed him my tag on the back of the bag with my fake name and his eyes went wide.

"Oh, sorry, it looked so similar to my sister's bag. Sorry for the mix up." He apologized as he gave the bag back.

I huffed as I took it back.

"Your sister must have good taste to have something like this." I said.

"Oh sure. She loves fashion. She always talks about working for Seirra Bonheur. It's her dream." He said rolling his eyes.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"She wants to work for Seirra Bonheur? Why?" I said laughing.

"She's the fashion goddess." He said simply shrugging.

I laughed louder.

"Well her family isn't even that big of a deal. Sierra may be a fashion designer but she's just a designer, and the daughter and son are just like every other siblings." I told him.

"You sound like you know them personally. And by the expensive taste, I'm going to assume." He said.

"Yeah, I know their daughter very well. Almost my other half." I said snickering.

It was his turn to laugh.

"Are you staying around here for a while?" He asked.

"Yeah. New school. You?"

"I'm a resident with my sister. Parents are in Spain." He explained shortly.

I nodded understanding.

I thanked him as my car pulled up.

"Alright. That's my ride. Thanks for the company." I said before going in the car.

"Would you like me to take you straight to the school, or would you like to stop somewhere first?" The chauffeur asked.

"If you're intending shopping, I'm not my mom who has to have an outfit for every second of the day. Just take me to school." I said.

The ride there was a quiet ride, as I took in the scenery around me.

This place was truly beautiful of all the city buildings that I was used to back in California.

The school appeared when the tall trees started to disappear.

"Shit." I breathed as the building came to view.

The driver parked in front of the front entrance and allowed me to get out while he took my bags from the trunk

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The driver parked in front of the front entrance and allowed me to get out while he took my bags from the trunk.

I gaped as I stepped through the automatic glass doors and to a prestigious lobby.

"Are you here to see family?" A student at the front desk asked.

"No. I'm here as a new student." I said still looking around.

"You? A student here?" He asked confused.

"What's wrong with that?" I asked with my hands on my hips.

"No, um... this is an all boys academy?" He said hesitantly, handing me a brochure.

Confusion rose as I kept reading about this place to the point where I slammed the brochure down.

"Are you sure I'm admitted to this school?" I asked.

"Um, new student, Feyrah Bonheur?" He asked reading off the screen. "Um yeah I think so."


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Hey guys~ I just revised this chapter and I'm going to start revising some of my older chapter because there are some really cringy parts if you know what I mean...

If you can't tell the difference, that's best, but if you do, just know that I did.

And by the way, her friend's name is pronounced Kay-Lee.. I also changed her name :)

Ok! Signing out now,

-yoonerator out
(Revising date: 09/22/17)

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