"So what about you?" The driver asked, "We're almost there, by the way." Ivy looked out the window at the large building. Her new home. The sun was hidden behind the building too. "Oh nothing much," she replied, "Just moving homes." I looked out the window again, we were closer now. The driver shrugged and pulled out. "Need help with your luggage?" Ivy shook her head as she grabbed her own luggage. "No thanks." She waved bye to the driver and headed inside. 
"You're late." The receptionist said. She handed Ivy a packet, "Here's all the information you need, the others should be finishing dinner around about now." She pointed towards a hallway. "That way." 
Dragging her luggage, Ivy headed down the hall and froze when she saw another person. "Hello?" She called, "Can you help me?"