<b><i>ra’s </i></b><b><i>POV</i></b><b>: </b>


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    ra arrived at the airport around 5:30pm that evening. She had an hour in a half before


    her flight took off. As she went through security, her phone began to ring. It didn’t take a genius to know who was calling. Her father had been blowing her phone up since she left the estate. Once again hitting ignore, a barrage of text messages started to flood her


    phone.


    <b>[</b><b><i>ra</i></b><b><i>! </i></b><b><i>Bring </i></b><b><i>your </i></b><b><i>ass </i></b><b><i>back </i></b><b>to </b><b><i>this </i></b><i>mansion </i><b><i>immediately</i></b><b><i>!</i></b><b><i>] </i></b>


    <b><i>[</i></b><b><i>If </i></b><b><i>you </i></b><b>don’t </b>I’ll <b><i>have </i></b><b><i>you </i></b><b><i>thrown </i></b><i>out </i><b>of </b><b><i>LexU</i></b><b><i>!</i></b><b><i>] </i></b>


    <b>[</b><b><i>You can </i></b><b>forget </b><i>about </i><b><i>working at </i></b><b><i>JGP</i></b><b><i>!</i></b><b><i>] </i></b>


    <b><i>[</i></b><b><i>I’m </i></b><b><i>your </i></b><b><i>father</i></b><b><i>! </i></b><b><i>You’ll </i></b><b><i>be </i></b><b><i>nothing </i></b><b><i>without </i></b><b><i>me</i></b><b><i>!] </i></b>


    <b>[</b><b><i>ra</i></b><b><i>! </i></b><b><i>The </i></b><b><i>G </i></b><b><i>starts </i></b><b><i>at </i></b><b><i>7pm</i></b><b><i>! </i></b><b><i>Have </i></b><b><i>your ass </i></b><b><i>back here </i></b><b><i>and </i></b><b><i>dressed </i></b><i>no </i><b><iter </i></b><b><i>than </i></b><b><i>6pm </i></b><b>or </b><b><i>be </i></b><b><i>at </i></b><b><i>that </i></b><b><i>g </i></b><b><i>no </i></b><b><iter </i></b><b><i>than </i></b><b><i>7:30</i></b><b><i>pm</i></b><b><i>!</i></b><b><i>] </i></b>


    raughed as she looked at her watch. Well, that’s good, the g is the same time as my flight. After texting Gloria and Casey to let them know she made it to the airport, ra made her way through the airport’s security.


    After being cleared, ra was on her way to her gate when she was suddenly stopped by two security guards and a clerk.


    <i>“</i><i>Ms. </i><i>Rouleau</i>?<b><i>” </i></b>


    The pretty airport clerk said with a bright smile. Nervous, ra took a step back.


    <i>“</i><b><i>Yes</i></b>, <i>I’m </i><i>ra </i>Rouleau, may <i>I </i>ask if something is wrong?”


    The clerk didn’t respond, nodded brightly at the guards as the began to drab her luggage<b>. </b>In <b>a </b>panic, ra began to protest.


    <i>“</i><b><i>Wait</i></b><i>! </i><i>What </i><i>are </i>you <i>doing</i><i>! </i>I <i>have </i>a flight to catch!”


    <b>9:39 </b><b>Fri</b><b>, </b><b>Sep </b><b>5 </b>


    Suddenly, a dark thought entered ra’s mind. Jameson.


    <i>“</i><i>Hey</i><i>! </i><i>Wait! </i>Did my <i>father </i><i>put </i><i>you </i><i>up </i><i>to </i><i>this</i><i>? </i><i>Please</i><i>! </i><i>You </i><i>don’t </i><i>have </i>to do <i>this</i>!<b>” </b><fn7f6f> ??? ????? ???????s ??? ?????s??? ?? ?ovelFind</fn7f6f>


    As ra tried to pull her luggage from the guards, the clerk began to exin.


    <i>“</i><i>Ms. </i><i>Rouleau</i><i>, </i><i>please</i><i>, </i><i>if you </i><i>could </i><i>allow </i><i>me </i><i>to </i><i>exin</i>.<i>” </i>


    But ra wasn’t listening, convinced her father was trying to force her to miss her flight, as she struggled fiercely with the guards, the clerk blurted something out that made her pause.


    “<i>What </i><i>did you </i><i>say</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>


    Taking a deep breath, the clerk smiled brightly again.


    <i>“</i><i>That’s </i><i>what </i><i>I </i><i>was </i><i>trying </i><i>to </i><i>tell </i><i>you </i><i>Ms. </i><i>Rouleau</i>. <i>We’re </i><i>not </i><i>here </i><i>to </i><i>stop </i><i>your </i><i>travel</i><i>, </i><i>you’ve </i><i>been </i><i>upgraded </i><i>to </i><i>a </i><i>private </i><i>jet</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>


    ra could hardly believe her ears<b>. </b>Upgraded? Private Jet? What the hell was going on! Swallowing the lump in her throat, ra cleared her voice.


    “<i>Um</i><i>, </i><i>I’m </i><i>sorry</i><i>. </i><i>I </i><i>think </i><i>I </i><i>misheard </i><i>you</i>. <i>Did </i><i>you </i><i>say </i><i>private </i><i>jet</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>


    <i>“</i>Yes <i>ma’am</i>, so <i>if </i><i>you </i><i>could </i><i>please </i><i>follow </i>us <i>as </i><i>we </i>escort you. <i>Terminal </i>locations for private jets are <i>on </i><i>the </i><i>other </i><i>side </i>of <i>the </i><i>airport</i><b><i>; </i></b>we’ll <i>have </i>to take the train.


    ra reluctantly followed, not quite understanding what was going on. Who upgraded her to a private <b>jet </b>and why? Quickly, she pulled her phone out and dialed Gloria.


    <i>“</i>Hey gorgeous! <i>You </i><i>make </i>it <i>to </i><i>your </i>terminal <i>yet</i>?”


    <b>Silence</b><i>. </i>


    <b><i>“</i></b><b><i>Hello</i></b><i>? </i><i>re</i><b><i>–</i></b><i>bear</i>? Are you there?”


    <b>ra </b><b>shook </b>her head <b>to </b><b>pop </b><b>herself </b>back into reality. In a low voice<b>, </b>she answered <b>Gloria</b><b>. </b>


    <b>2/4 </b>


    9:39 Fri<b>, </b>Sep <b>5 </b>


    <i>“</i><i>I’m </i><i>here</i>. <i>Um</i><i>, </i><i>Gloria</i><i>, </i><i>I </i><i>need </i>you <i>to </i>be <i>honest </i><i>with </i><i>me</i><i>.</i><b><i>” </i></b>


    Puzzled, Gloria wasn’t sure what ra was referring too.


    “<i>Honest </i><i>about </i><i>what</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>


    “<i>Well</i><i>, </i><i>my </i><i>flight</i><i>. </i><i>Did </i><i>you </i><i>upgrade </i><i>it </i><i>to </i><i>a </i><i>private </i><i>jet</i><i>?</i>”


    Cough! St!


    “<i>WHAT</i>!!! <i>You’re </i><i>taking </i><i>a </i><i>private </i><i>jet</i><i>???</i><i>” </i>


    ra stared at her phone in confusion, what Gloria insinuating she wasn’t the one that upgraded her?”


    <i>“</i><i>So</i><i>, </i><i>wait</i>, <i>are </i><i>you </i><i>saying </i><i>you </i><i>didn’t </i>do <i>this</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>


    Gloria let out a nervous chuckle.


    <i>“</i><i>ra</i><i>, </i><i>I </i><i>love </i><i>you </i><i>honey </i><i>bunny</i><i>, </i><i>but </i><i>not </i><i>THAT </i><i>much</i><i>! </i><i>Chuckling </i><i>We only </i><i>charter </i><i>a </i><i>PJ </i><i>once </i><i>a </i><i>year </i><i>when </i><i>we </i><i>go </i><i>on </i><i>our </i><i>family </i><i>vacation</i><i>. </i><i>We </i><i>definitely </i><i>don’t </i><i>own </i><i>one</i>! <i>My </i><i>dad </i><i>is </i><i>rich </i><i>but </i><i>not </i><i>THAT </i><i>rich</i><i>!</i><i>” </i>


    ra stood in silence as they waited for the airport train. This didn’t make any sense, if Gloria hadn’t done it then who did?


    <i>“</i><i>Could </i><i>Casey </i><i>have </i>done <i>this</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>


    <i>“</i><i>I </i><i>doubt </i><i>it</i><i>. </i><i>He </i><i>would </i><i>have told me</i><i>! </i>Not <i>to </i><i>mention</i>, <i>he’s </i>kind <i>of </i>in the same <b><i>situation</i></b>.”


    “<i>This </i><b>is </b><b><i>so </i></b><i>weird</i><i>. </i><i>Let </i>me <i>call </i><i>you </i><i>back</i><i>.” </i>


    Gloria instantly panicked.


    <i>“</i><i>Wait </i>don’t <i>hang </i><i>up</i><i>! </i><i>What </i><i>if </i>it’s a <i>ploy </i><i>by </i>your dad <i>to </i><b><i>force </i></b><i>you </i><i>back</i>!”


    Gloria <b>had </b>a point<b>; </b>ra <b>wasn’t </bpletely sure her father <b>wasn’t </b><b>behind this</b>.


    <b>9:39 </b>Fri<b>, </b><b>Sep </b><b>5 </b>


    <i>“</i><i>Yeah</i><i>, </i><i>I’m </i><i>staying </i><i>on </i><i>the </i><i>phone </i><i>with </i><i>you </i><i>until </i><i>you </i><i>arrive </i>at <i>this </i>so–<i>called </i><i>private </i><i>jet</i>.”


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