The Musician

[Chapter 3]

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[Asa]

I pack my photo albums into at ratty brown box taping it up to praying my memories are safe. I grab another box from the floor, and stuff my decors which were very unfashionable into the box. I tape it up moving the two boxes at my front door. I strut into my room looking at myself as I pass by the mirror. My long hair was down matched with a white shirt, black leggings, and blue converse. I set out an outfit for tomorrow, and pack up all my clothing. I finish with five bags of clothes and putting them at the foot of my bed. I decide to go see my mother before I move out of my apartment. I grab my white messenger bag and head out. I walk down my stairs and knock on my land lords door.

"Mr.Marco", I yelling knocking again.

"Yeah I'm coming", His voice booms from behind the wooden door.

"Yes Asa", Mr.Marco says dripping in sweat showcasing his body. I bite my lip at the sight, he might be old but damn he had a body on him.

"I won't have you're rent until the end of the month", I say pouting and biting my lip.

"Alright but only because I know you're father", Mr.Marco says slamming the door in my face.

"Old fart", I mutter walking up the steps to my apartment.

"Mrs.Price I really hope you don't think that about me", A voice says ringing with authority making my body twist to face it. I laugh nervously and bite my lip under Mr.King's line of sight.

"No sir, not at all", I say professionally.

"Well that's great", Mr.King says clearing his throat.

"Would you like to come up?", I ask politely.

"No, but the movers are here I hope don't mind moving early. I'm a very inpatient man, and I need this job position to be filled", Mr.King replies sticking a hand in his slacks.

"Alright sir", I say climbing up the stairs.

"Are you already packed?", Mr.King says questioning my sudden approval.

"Yes sir, I had an idea that you weren't a patient man", I say letting out a chuckle as of him.

"Your assumptions are correct, I will see you at my sons house in an hour", He says walking out the building. I smile and walk into my house gathering my things. After awhile movers came and got my belongs which wasn't much, a black SUV came and picked me up.

I sit in the car watching my surroundings change from city to rural. After traveling far out we are met with a large gate that opens at our command. Traveling inside the gates took a solid ten minutes until we made it to a large house. I smile at the brown brick house with large windows where you could look off into the distance. The door opens for my me and I smile at the driver and nod. My bags were at the front entrance sitting by the door. I thank the driver politely and I walk to the door. I ring the door bell and it swings open to reveal a butler. I smile at him and he nods back gesturing me into the warm house.

"Hello Mrs.Price, I'll be to your call", The cliché butler says.

"May I ask your name", I looking at the elegant double case stair with a beautiful chandelier in the middle.

"Harken madman", He says taking my things.

"Alright", I say smiling at him.

"Follow me", He says, I nod and follow him up the right side of the stairs. We walk down a hallway and stop in front of a room.