C H A P T E R T W E N T Y - F I V E
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“understanding is the first step to acceptance, and only with acceptance can there be recovery.”
» j.k. rowling
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AFTER A LITTLE less than an hour of check ups and security procedures, we were finally let into the country. Right near the entrance, were two women holding up signs with both Harry and I's names.
"Hello, Ocean. I'm your manager, Elizabeth, and also your part-time guardian. I will be helping you settle down in these few years, as well as fix you up on decent opportunities. I need your full assistance to make sure you get along just well. Try not to be shy around me, please. I'm only trying to help you." she shook my hand and talked in her wake talkie, informing whoever was on the other side of that walkie talkie of my arrival. I looked back at Harry, and he looked awfully uncomfortable with his manager, and I found it very amusing.
"Why are you laughing?" she asked.
"Um. No reason," I told her. She shrugged it off and lead me in a black van.
"I'm not going to be escorted with Harry?"
"Honey, you and Harry aren't sharing apartments. Plus, since he's not a resident of the United States, he has to get some extra paperwork done."
"Oh." I pursed my lips together.
I stared out the window, taking in the beautiful city. The illuminated streets at night brought me a sense of serenity and a lust to explore those very streets. I smiled whenever I saw each yellow cab. Everything was so god damn beautiful.
We finally arrived to the apartment complex, which was probably the fanciest thing I've seen by far. Elizabeth helped me carry my stuff to my apartment-to-be, which looked like it could be bigger than my own house back in Midpines.
Anyway, there we have it. Is the furniture okay? If it's not okay, then I guess we could change it,"
"No! It's perfectly fine. It's perfect." I intervened.
She smiled with triumph.
"Go check your bedroom. Upstairs."
My eyebrows burrowed with confusion.
"Um, okay?" I said, unsure and went up the stair to go to my bedroom.
Holy guacamole.
A freaking iPhone and MacBook.
Do you know how happy I am? I grew up having to share a beat up laptop with my dad, and a crappy used phone I had to work two part-time jobs to pay for.
And now I'm suddenly living the rich life.
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