Chapter 4 - Chloe

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*AN: Chapter 5 already? Do you like the story so far?*

"Bye mom!" I hollered over the drown of the family jet.

"Bye sweetie! Be safe, and take care of yourself!" My mother said, wringing her hands nervously.

"Mom, chill. I'm going to a boarding school, not the military." I said exasperated. When was my mom going to understand that I was growing up?

"MA'AM!" A tall man wearing a suit yelled.

"Yes, Edwards?" I said. Edwards was our family butler, and you had to be patient with him. He was very scatterbrained.

"You....." He stopped abruptly, catching his breath. "You...you left your purse in the dining hall."

"That's right!" I smacked my forehead. I had dumbly forgotten my purse, that contained my phone and my must-have beauty touch-up essentials. "Thank you Edwards." I nodded as he handed me my purse. Once I got safely into the helicopter, it lifted into motion. I waved to my mom one last time and settled into the comfy chair.

I took a quick glance at my phone before setting it down. 7:45. Darn. I had fifteen minutes to get to orientation. I quickly unfastened my seat belt and headed to the cockpit.

"Excuse me, Miss Chloe?" An attendant asked me.

"Oh, I was just wondering if there was any chance that we could go faster? I don't want to be late on my first day." I said, remembering my manners.

The lady must've noticed my irritated tone, because she quickly apologized and practically ran to go tell the pilot. A moment later, the jet bolt forward with a sudden burst of speed. The force knocked me off my feet, and I collided with the ground. Fortunately, I caught myself, and forced myself up. I crept along the wall, so I wouldn't get tossed down again. When I got to the cockpit, I had to cover my mouth to prevent myself from screaming. The pilot was completely knocked out, and the attendants were nowhere to be found. Take deep breaths Chloe......think of ideas. I immediately thought of the hacking camp I took a couple of months ago, and tried to remember the code. When the last piece finally clicked into place, I took action, typing furiously. When the plane began to slow down and go at a normal speed, I could already see my school. I took a deep breath, and slowly landed the jet onto the landing pad. What a nightmare........

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