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[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Midnight Private Academy - Her Room, 1601 - Fine Arts Building[hr][/center][center]Ariana's limo had made its way onto the inside towards the academy. She smiled while looking outside of her window, seeing the younger generation happily bouncing up and down and also seeing some of her friends. Ariana's smiled quickly faded away when she even saw some of her enemies but she hoped that things would be much better this year. Her father eyed her then spoke as the limo had stopped. [color=ff0004]"Why didn't you let me drive again?"[/color] She asked him though still looking out of her window instead of at him. [b]"Because, I know how you like to take special drives at random times."[/b] He father responded. [color=ff0004]"Yeah but you will not be here so I'll just borrow someone else's."[/color] Ariana fired back with the shrug of her shoulders as her father frowned at her.

[b]"Ariana..."[/b] He said. [color=ff0004]"Daddy..."[/color] She quickly responded back towards him then rolled her eyes with a scoff. [color=ff0004]"Fine. Fine."[/color] She waved her hand in the air then got out of the car and eyed the academy. Nothing has changed. Her father got out as well and brought her in for a tight squeeze, which she groaned at. [color=ff0004]"Dad. Okay. Alright!"[/color] She shouted with a squeak then straightened herself out again. [color=ff0004]"Gosh, good thing you didn't ruin my Gucci dress."[/color] She said while flipping her hair then smiling towards him. She ran up to him and gave him a big hug. [color=ff0004]"I'm going to miss you, daddy."[/color] He smiled when she said that then kissed her on the top of her head. [b]"I'll miss you, too."[/b] They both released each other then stared into each other's eyes for a moment before Ariana wiped at her eyes.

[color=ff0004]"Hope my makeup isn't ruined."[/color] She laughed a little as he father shook his head, getting back into the limo. [b]"See ya', pumpkin."[/b] He waved his hand through the open window then she watched as the limo drove away and her five bags of luggage were sitting right beside her. [color=ff0004]"I have to take them up to my room myself?"[/color] Her eyes scrolled the campus as she waved her hand at two guys coming her way. Her heels clicked against the pavement below her as she walked over towards them. [color=ff0004]"Excuse me, can you guys give me a hand?"[/color] She batted her eyelashes as the males looked at each other then back at her, shrugging their shoulders as one of them said sure. [color=ff0004]"I need my bags..."[/color] She pointed to the five luggage bags then turned her gaze back towards them. [color=ff0004]"Carried up to my room, please?"[/color] She asked sweetly then turned heel, standing beside her luggage and supervising them.

Ariana led the guys to the elevator and up to her room. Her eyes gleaming with sheer delight as the two boys were a bit cute, if she had to say so, herself. When the elevator dinged, she stepped out then waved at the boys, telling right this way. She opened up the door to her room then let them in first then scurried her way in, clapping her hands together and giggling. [color=ff0004]"Thank you, boys. Oh!"[/color] She opened up her wallet and handed them each a ten dollar bill. [color=ff0004]"For your troubles."[/color] She smiled then directed them outside of her room as she closed her door. 

Just as she was fixing to unpack her things, a voice came over the intercom and said something about a meeting at the Fine Arts building. Of course, she groaned. She hated these little meetings because they were so long and so boring. She often wondered why she couldn't do the welcoming over the intercom. While only unzipping her luggage, she stood to her feet now and grabbed her wallet purse, tucking it underneath her arm and walking out of her room. She made her way back over to the elevator then downstairs. She was walking well on her towards the Fine Arts building, waving and stopping to have mini conversations with people.[/center]