Chapter 1

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I reach the MarshMello Island port around 1:00. It took about an hour to actually even get off the private jet my dad assisted me with. He sent me to this place because he thinks I need to start hitting the books. This boarding school is suppose to help, but I really don't know. Anyway, as I got of the jet, a guy in a nice formal suit came to greet me. He told me of the basics of this island. He asked a few questions about me and then sent me into the registration office. I had to get my ID all set up so that people won't think I'm not suppose to be here. I begin to walk out of the town hall when an unfamiliar voice calls my name from afar. I turn to see an older man in a grey suit.

"Hello Shay. I'm Harry. I will be helping you find the apartment that's right for you. Now first we need to stop by the-"

"How do you know my name? I've never met you before."

"Ahh...I work with the manager, which you met earlier. His name's Carlos and he told me about you. He does this with every new islander."

"Oh well um yes, I do need an apartment, mind helping?"

"It's my job dear. Now first and for most we need to stop by the interior shop to choose an interior that fits your interest. Have anything in mind?"

"Well I was a cheerleader back at my old school. Do you have a spacious interior that will give me room to do my daily exercise?"

"Ahh yes of course, follow me."

We approach this weird looking building. It's one of those building that's small on the outside but huge on the inside. I walk inside and there were varieties upon varieties of interior designs. The halls were separated by the category of the interior. I didn't know which one to choose, but Harry snapped me out of my amazement and brought me over to a section that said 'outdoors'. There were tons of spacious, outdoorsy interiors. I didn't know which one to pick. Finally, Harry showed me the interior I wanted. All space and no clutter. Even some plants were going to accompany me in my new apartment. It was perfect, but the price, not so much.

"That will be $200.00 sir." The cashier said to Harry.

"Wait, aren't I suppose to pay for it?" I said questioning Harry.

"Ahh, no we always make sure that the first interior is on the house." He replied.

"Oh...well are you sure because I have money...?"

"No, it's fine. First ones on the house." He said as the cashier cashed in the money Harry gave her.

He then escorted me to the Mii Apartments. It was huge. It towered over me kinda like my mom did when I was a child.

"Now, room 808 is your new apartment. Maci's look-alike will help you with any needs you may have such as feeding, clothing, and baths. "

"Wait what are you talking about?" I said confusingly.

"Maci Jordan will stop by your house tomorrow and give you all the details you need to know. For now though, you should get some rest for your busy day tomorrow. Goodbye."

He was then gone. Disappeared into the long hallway that stood before my apartment room.

"Hmm...room 808...wonder what experiences I will have in this small island." I said to myself.

I slowly opened the door, making sure no surprises were to be found. When I turned the lights on, the interior I had chosen wasn't there. All there was in the small apartment was grey carpet and purple walls. I stood right in the middle of the room...

"What on earth am I suppose to do now? I mean it's too early to go to sleep, but too late to be checking the island out." My head went on.

I then realized I was kinda hungry, but mostly thirsty. I needed some water. The only problem was I didn't know how to get the so called look-alikes attention. I decided to call up my dad and tell him that I've finally arrived.

...ring...
...ring...
...ring...

"Hello." A deep voiced said.

"Dad, hey, it's me, Shay."

"Shay, my baby girl. How's MarshMello Island? Is it everything I thought it would be?" Her dad said.

"Not exactly. I can't really make it around here. I think I'm kinda lost in what exacly I'm suppose to do."

"Sweetie, you will get the hang of it soon, I promise."

"But dad-"

"Hon, you need rest."

"Dad..."

The phone hung up. It was then just me talking into the silence of my breath.

I started to get a little homesick...I wasn't really feeling the whole MarshMello Island. I told myself I just needed sleep. I would be all better in the morning. I pulled out my fold-up air mattress and blew it up. I found some sheets in the storage closet across from my apartment room. After getting everything all ready, I was just about to drift into my own dreams when I hear my doorbell ring. It was Maci's look-alike.

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