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Chapter 7
It was a Friday night. I was getting dressed to hang out with Craig and Kayla tonight. There's this carnival coming and Kayla obliged in buying all of our tickets. I was feeling so excited. I haven't been to a carnival since I was twelve and now I finally get the chance to go to one again!
I pulled on my royal blue cardigan and put my hands on my hips, feeling great about my look. Silky black sundress, black tights, nice royal blue flats and to top things off, royal blue ribbons tied around to the ends of my braids.
You look gorgeous.
"Aw, thanks Sam," I chimed. I adjusted my glasses and looked around the room for my phone. It was lying on my bed and so I grabbed it and checked my messages. Nothing yet. But man, I'm super excited for this! My mother and father were a bit iffy about me going at first but I eventually convinced them. They're still paranoid about me getting kidnapped again. But at least they agreed! And at least they didn't get body guards for me too. They've done that once and those guys do NOT mess around. They go to school with me, go to my orchestra concerts, walk me home and they've even gone as far as standing in the girls' restroom waiting for me while I do my business. I know they're just doing their jobs but damn! I'm just glad I won't have to explain to the other girls and women why two trained, armed men are standing outside of my stall.
"Ao!" I heard my father call, "Kaidan o orite kite kudasai!" I quickly made my way out of my room, taking a handbag along with me and I hurried down the stairs to meet with my father. He was in the living room and sitting on the couch. I walked up to him and asked, "You called?"
"Hai," he said and nodded. He got up and put his hands on my shoulders. In terms of English, he said, "You must promise me you will only go to the carnival and go nowhere else." I nodded to him and smiled. "I promise, Chichi," He smiled back down at me and kissed my forehead. He then told me to keep my cellphone on and for me to reply only to his or my mother's messages and/or calls. If anybody calls or texts me other than them or Craig and Kayla then it's someone I shouldn't interact with. That's understandable. I don't mind the precautions. I get that my mother and father are just looking after me and I won't complain. I don't want to get kidnapped again either.
"Ao!" my mother's voice sounded and I turned to see her coming down the stairs. She smiled at me and said, "You look beautiful."
"Thank you," I said, gratefully. I spent a while putting it together in my head and I'm glad it turned out well!
"Are Craig and Kayla almost here?" she asked. I pulled out my phone from a little handbag and right on cue, Craig sent me a text saying that he was already pulling up to the gates of the estate. I smiled and I felt a rush of joy spread through me. "Craig just sent me a message saying he's already outside," I told my parents. They nodded and I hugged the both of them.
"Be safe, my little rairakku," my mother told me. I nodded and told her, "I love you, Okaasan," and for my father I spoke, "Daisuki, Chichi." They both smiled and I began making my way to the front door. I opened it, looked back at my parents and waved. "Bye-bye!"
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