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"Mr.Webster, the flight has landed, Welcome to the City of Kingston of Jamaica." The attendant said politely, subtly flirting.

He wasn't interested, he nodded his thanks and stretched, getting ready to exit the air craft.

He got off after grabbing his duffel bag, getting ready to leave the plane and looked out as he got to the doorway to the stairs.

He looked out and up at the sky, he's left a lot of planes, but he's never seen skies this blue, clouds so pristine or seen the Sun so bright.

"Damn." He said.
"This is fucking beautiful."

"Mr. Webster?" he heard a mans voice say from the tarmac.

He looked down raising his eyebrows. And walking down the steps.
"That's me. Sup?"

The man took his bag, and directed him towards the airport building.
"I'm your guide for the day. I'll be taking you to the Edna Manley School of the Visual Arts first to meet your fans and explore. It's 8 am at the moment, and you'll be able to spend the whole day there, you'll choose one student to escort you around the campus, and do what you want in the City for the day, then when you are ready to get some rest I'll take you to the Wyndham Kingston, tomorrow you'll be brought to a small airport where you'll be flown to Ocho Rios, on the north coast for the rest of your vacation."

By the time he had finished talking. Travis was getting into the car to be brought to the school.

He took his phone out of his pocket, putting his data on roam, and browsing his social media.

It was almost a 30 minute drive to the school and he spent his time, watching the sea, the people walking past, and staring up at the mountains in awe of the country.

"This is Harbour View, called so because of the view of the countries natural Harbour which is closed off by a natural peninsula." The guide says.

"That's amazing you know, how the earth just does it's thing, and everything works out." He laughed and the guide laughed along with him.
They drove past ships, cement companies, communities and he was in awe.

"15 minutes away." The guide told him.

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"Aura-Kae!" She heard being shouted from the door.

She jumped out of her bed, and grabbed the gun on her nightstand.

"Wah?" She shouted at the door.

"Fam, open the fucking door." Taylor said.

He had a habit of commanding her to do things, he was like a big brother figure, who she would make out with and/or fuck from time to time.

They were very good friends.

"It's 8:20, wah di fuck yuh want?" She said as she hid her gun in her drawer and answered the door.

"Dawg, I need food." He said as he went into the kitchenette. He opened the fridge, opening the crisper that she leaves food and snacks in specifically for him.

"I'm gonna take a shower and go down to the studios." She said as she rolled her eyes and grabbed a towel.

"Mhm." He said mouth full of cookies as he landed on her bed.