Sophie packed her last t-shirt into her over stuffed suitcase. Tonight she was off to La Ventka academy As Sophie walked down the stairs turning off the lights on the way while walking down the extremely long stair case she thought why would someone buy a house so beautiful house and never be home to enjoy it’s beauty?
Locking the door behind me. I went out side to wait for the driver the driver was to be picking me up a 12pm sharp I came out way to early so I popped in my earphones to kill some time The huge house behind me was empty and i would rather be out side staring up at the man’s face in the moon. It was 11:59 when I saw the driver pull in the long driveway to my house, the sophisticated shinny black car parked in front of me, the door opened and a tall man in a black suit walked over to me and asked for my bags. I looked at him up and down then rolled my eyes pointing to my side where my bags laid in a neat pile I walked over to the car and got in slamming the door behind me. I hated doing it but I had to. The driver hesitated a little before opening the door. Hearing the car start I turned up the volume and continued staring up at the pale moon i noticed the car hadn’t moved since he had gotten in, I turned over to the driver trying to look annoyed he was turned over to me, he smiled, pleased he finally got my attention big mistake I thought I popped off one of my earphone to show him he got my attention he held an envelope out to me “its for you Miss. Vilafane…from La Ventka Academy” I looked at it oddly then snatched it as rash as I could, not making eye contact. At the corner of my eye I could see he smiled awkwardly , being polite I guess
Your so dead I thought with a sigh I put my earphone back on. I looked up searching for the moon. I was disappointed, the moon was cover by dark clouds. The car still didn’t move now I was annoyed I ripped of both earphones and again I turned over to the driver , the door was open and the driver was gone. I sighed loudly wow I thought now a guy cant even smile at me. Or puff their gone. I climbed over to the passenger seat and closed the door that had been left open . I reached for the envelope that the driver had handed me, in my pocket. I stared at it for a moment admiring it’s elegance not noticing it before. I carefully opened the envelope trying not to ruin it and unfolded the letter that was inside. The letter was blank except for 3 lonely numbers 451. Four fifty one? I asked out loud . In the car she was left thinking what these numbers mean? how is she going to get to La Ventka? and what will they think of her once they find out that the driver is gone?
She sat in the car not wanting to go back to that empty house she stared at the piece of paper as if staring at it would give her some answers. Hearing her phone ring broke her meaningless concentration on the piece of paper. she opened the door and stepped out . Sophie walked over to the end of the car opening the trunk where she quickly located her phone in one of her bags by the third ring she flipped the phone open and held it to her ear. “hello?” she asked almost a whisper. She rarely ever got phone calls she only had a phone in case her father ever called when she wasn’t home. Its not like she ever went out or that he ever called.
I felt so stupid that I hadn’t looked at the caller id before picking up “Miss Vilafane” came a strong strictly business type voice “ye…” I was cut off “Mr. Infure will be escorting you to La Ventka , since something has came up with your driver this evening” “but umm he…” he cut me off again “you can explain when you get here. Be ready in a couple on minutes” the phone went dead she pressed the end button looking at it confused “Mr. Infure?”
I was waiting in the car when I heard a knock at the window it was a guy in a suit just like the driver before I opened the door the mans voice was strong yet polite” this way ma’am” he lead me to a car behind the one I was in. it was probably Mr. Infure’s. when we were at the door of the car I asked “What about the car are you going to leave it here with my luggage?” “well take care of that miss.Vilafane” he answered “but” I protested ,he cut me of “your luggage will be in your dorm room when you arrive” he looked a little annoyed so I let it go I stared at the dark windows of the car for a second trying to see who was on the other side I opened the door, when I finally gave up I hesitated but I stepped in the car into the darkness the driver closed the door behind me it was dark and under that dark more dark I looked around in the dark for Mr. Infure. I couldn’t see him. Why was the driver taking so long? Then a thought popped in my mind
“oh no..” I mumbled under my breath I opened the door and stumbled out “is something wrong?” came a voice from the rear of the car I twirled around to were the voice had come he had two of my bags in his hands, transferring my luggage from that car to this car! Oh I’m so s