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Chapter Three..... TO THE NEW LIFE

Amelia's POV (A/N Maya)

I stared out the airport. Both excited and nervous about the new experience I am about to start.
The fact that I am all alone in a country far from home did not bother me one bit. It was the best option for me. They would never think I wandered this far from home. The main reason I chose New York was because we had no relatives or family friends here that actually knew me physically with the exception of my in-laws to be that I just got to know about weeks ago. Father rarely came here for his business trips and I was safe as long as I have nothing for him to trace me from.
It's 12pm here in New York, that means it's evening 5pm back home and the probably have noticed I'm gone by now.

"Are you sure you do not need a ride?" Leo asked, startling me from my thoughts. I totally forgot that he was with me the whole time. Can't blame me, I've been a loner my whole life!

"I will be fine, Leo," I assured him. He has been asking asking to help me to get around but I kept refusing his offer. Finally, he has given up.

A blue Mercedes Benz SL convertible pulled up, and after one final glance, Leo stepped in and was driven off.

Feeling alone and scared, my situation finally sinking in, knowing I have no idea on what to do next, I hurled a cab, asking to be driven to the nearest hotel and soon we are driving off.
I'm heading to the hotel first because I can go into my apartment yet. It's completely empty and in need of a major make over.
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"A presidential suite please," I politely told the receptionist.

"how long?" She requested.

"Just three nights!"

'I hope my place would be ready by then!' I thought to myself.

"Here you go," I heard the receptionist say as I was pulled out from my thoughts, "23rd floor, room 1."

"Thank you!" I smiled back and got the keys.

I walked towards the elevators.I am so distracted by my thoughts that I did not realise the person getting off the elevator furiously. I walked right into him causing me to lose my balance and fall over, landing on my butt.

'Ouch!' I murmured, ' this is a sign of bad luck!'

"Can't you pay attention to where you are heading?" A deep voice interrupted my self-pity moment.

I look up completely shocked at his rude remark. I was not completely at fault, because He, too, would have avoided the impact and I mean, I received the most damage and he was still unscratched. ' can't he be more of a gentleman!' I angrily thought.

I quickly get off the floor without any help from the man in front of me and dust off some imaginary dirt. "I am......" He cut me off before I could complete my sentence. "No need to apologise," he said rudely, walking off, leaving me standing in shock. "I wasn't going to apologise!" I scream after him but it's too late and he's already gone, leaving me looking like a lunatic. I smile embarrassingly and rush into the elevator.
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Two hours later, locked up in my hotel room, and fully refreshed from a warm bath and some food in my stomach, I lay on the bed with new tablet that I bought at the airport, as I had my money changed to dollars, before starting off, trying to find furniture online for my apartment, and still not interested in any so far. I lay in bed thinking of everything and anything. Wondering why I had to get married before I could take over, or someone else had to take over our family business. I didn't even wait to hear who I was to marry so I can't find out anything about it. I tried looking it up earlier in the plane but still didn't find any useful information except the postponement of my wedding.
I have a feeling it's my Father keeping it as secretive as possible!

Finally feeling jetlagged and completely sore, I try to get some well deserved sleep.

I had just found a comfortable position when I heard a knock.
'Who could that be?' I thought as I went to unlock the door. "Yes?" I asked.
"Room service," a voice responded.
Oh right! I had called for room service and asked for some furniture and house magazines.
"I am really sorry," I apologized quickly as I let the man in. I rushed to my room to get a tip for him. "Thank you very much."
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It's already evening when I wake up, feeling hungry again but fully rested. I realised I still had not gotten any school stuff and I have to be in class on Monday. I only have tomorrow to work out a miracle to get everything ready.

All I had to do to get enrolled to Dalton High was to send my previous school documents via email and make the necessary payments for the school, which I had done already back home and admission is based on school records, writing samples, an interview(did online), and standardized testing and had received my new class requirements and school rules.

Dalton High is a private coeducational college preparatory school on New York City's Upper East Side.Dalton School is a top rated, private school located in New York, NY.

I decided to make a list of the requirements I had to purchase the next morning.
It was already past six in the evening when I finalised everything, including arranging the documents that were necessary.

I was finally beginning my new life alone, without my family. Would I manage??
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