New Girl at the Academy (Slow Updates)

Ebony|5

Popeyes

"Okay I'm ready," Spencer comes running down the stairs with his own bag as I was waiting in the living room while I talked to the pilot that would be taking us. It's still the middle of the day so we should be there and back by at the most two o'clock in the morning plus we can always take a nap on the way back.

"Finally, the jet is getting warmed up and will be ready as soon as we get to the runway." I motion for him to follow me.

We go through the kitchen to see Sebastian and Vincent talking away but they stop as we entered the kitchen. "Where are you to going with those bags?" Vincent is first to ask.

"Maine," is my short reply before opening the door to the garage to have it closed right back by Vincent while Sebastian watched amused.

"Why are you two going to Maine?" He crosses his arms like a protective parent.

"Dude we'll be back in no time you won't even notice that we're gone," Spencer sighs.

"Look I have a client who has to have a dress done by the end of the week, so if you would kindly move so we can leave I would gladly appreciate it," we squeeze past him and bolt out out the door to my car.

Spencer had the button to open the garage door and he does as I crank up the car. "Let's go!" Spencer says then turns on the radio and we listen to our favorite songs.

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"Ah, there's only two types of runways, first one being where I show off my designs and the other where my private jet can fly," I sigh while we walked towards my jet.

"You know that kinda rhymed at the end," Spencer chuckles.

"I guess, well looks like this will be your first time seeing my jet, so let's get on board so we can leave quicker and you can be wowed," I shove him as he ogles my jet.

"Race you," he takes off and I quickly follow behind running faster and faster till we reach the stairs that lead up to the cabin.

"Ha beat you and you even had a head start," gloat while out of breath dragging myself up the stairs.

"No way it was a fair draw," Spencer also pants from behind me.

"Whatever you have to tell yourself," sobering myself I lead us to the cabin area and I can never get over the sight of it, everytime it's like seeing it again for the first time all over again.

"Wow this is nice like really nice, I can't believe you own this," he looks around in amazement.

"Well my dad owns it till I come of age but we made a deal and so I pay for it and he gives me legal ownership." I smile proudly dropping my bags in the floor.

"Got any food on here?" He pat's his stomach.

"Yeah well, what did you want to eat?" I lead him to the back wall that has drawers, and a mini fridge with all types of foods and drinks plus a blender and I had the attendant fill my fridge with certain fruits to make my smoothies.

"Why don't you get me some crab legs than I'll be even more impressed with all of this," he leans against the kitchen area archway.

"Well I could but we don't have anything to boil it with so you have to settle for small snacks and whatever is on board," I didn't have the heart to take my airline chef away from his family when I told him he wouldn't be on standby today.