Shana Greywood looked down from the airplane window at the blinking lights of London. This city never got completely dark, not even now, at two-thirty in the morning. She would not see this city for a long time, because Shana was on her way to Japan, more precisely to Tokyo. Her father had a new company built there and since it was doing even better than his older one in Leeds, he had decided to move near the new company and that was Tokyo.
Her father's company made parts for computers that the big companies then bought out. You could earn a lot of money with that and that's exactly why Shana was not sitting in Economy Class, but in one of the comfortable armchairs in Business Class, which she didn't care much about, since she would rather go from London to Tokyo twenty times in that way called "wood class" would have flown than leaving London at all.
Leaving London meant leaving your friends. She would no longer stand in the school yard with Kelly, Keysha, Claire and Ally discussing Thomas Atwood's good-looking calves, but instead eat sticky rice and cat fillet with little Japanese during break.
Although that wasn't exactly true with the Japanese, because their school was for Geijin, i.e. for foreigners and since the school was still an expensive private school, it was also quite unlikely that he would give cats there for lunch.
Shana sighed. That didn't cheer her up too much. She also had to go to the bathroom urgently.
So she got up and went to the on-board toilet.
There she wrinkled her nose in disgust. She already knew why she didn't like flying. She tried to get out of the small, smelly room as quickly as possible. After washing her hands, she rushed straight out.
When she came back to her area, an overzealous stewardess came running towards her to offer her something to drink.She accepted it with thanks because her throat seemed parched.
Now she still had to come to her seat with the glass, which was at the very back, just as she had requested, since she did not feel like sitting next to her parents during the entire flight and having to listen to stories from the past.
About halfway down the way, she waved to them briefly and they waved back happily. She went a few more steps, but then the plane came into an air hole and sagged slightly. Shana stumbled and her drink spilled over the light blue polo shirt of a boy with half-length, tousled black hair.
He jumped up in horror. "Man, aren't you careful?" He called out loud. Shana put her hand over her mouth, startled. "Oh god, I'm sorry!" She said desperately. The entire compartment was now looking over.
"Bah, that sticks! But okay, I just need something to clean up.", Said the boy and wiped his hand over his shirt.
"I'm really, really sorry!" Shana repeated.
"Oh, okay. You can't help it, the plane jerked.", Said the boy and took the towels that a stewardess brought.
"Is there anything else I can do for you?" He said distractedly and looked at the wet stain on his shirt.
"Okay, then sorry again.", She said softly and went to her seat, where she promptly sank into, her face red with shame.
Her mother gave her a questioning look and held up her hand. Shana waved it off. Her mother was reassured and turned back.
Shana rummaged around in her small purse until she found her MP3 player. She put the headphones in her ears and turned the MP on. She relaxed in relief when she heard the familiar sounds of 'The Kill'.

Three hours later the plane started to land and the passengers were asked to go to their seats and buckle up.Shana sighed in relief. After the disaster with the boy, Shana was happy to finally get off the plane.
During the landing, Shana had pressure on her ears and she had to swallow several times. Finally the plane touched down with a little jerk and everyone was shaken a little. Then came the inevitable announcement from the pilot that they had landed and that he wished them a good day, in three languages.


Two hours later they arrived at their new home, a huge penthouse on top of an equally huge skyscraper. Exhausted, she dropped her bags in the hallway. So this is where they should live now! It looked good, but it was nothing compared to her old mansion on the outskirts of London.
"Where's my room?" Shana asked her mother.
"On the second level, the door on the far left," she replied and went into her bedroom, which of course she shared with her husband.
Shana picked up her bags and dragged them through the entrance area, up the stairs to the stands and her new room. She looked around. it had been designed exactly as she had told the interior designer to be. One pink wall, the rest of the cream color. To the left of the room was an elegant, antique cabinet made of dark mahogany wood. It had already been in her old room. She also had a desk made of the same wood, but it was in the extra study next door. Her father talked her into it because it had so many advantages. Actually, she wouldn't have asked for one.
To the right of the room was a large four-poster bed with curtains the color of the wall.
Her room was adjoined by two rooms, namely a dressing room with the rest of her clothes and shoes. Shana loved shoes. You were the only thing she was spending excessive money on. She owned close to 120 pairs, which her parents thought was crazy, but Shana couldn't help it.She usually believed that even if you had a lot of money to spend, you had to buy expensive items. She didn't care how expensive her clothes were, the main thing was that she liked them. It was actually the same with shoes, but if she was honest she had more expensive ones than cheap ones, but that was because she liked the expensive ones better because they were more unusual.
Shana looked around once more in her new room and looked for her stereo, which she finally found on a small table in the study.
Determined to unpack her suitcase today and to give the thing away, Shana plugged in her i-Pod and soon "Hijo de la luna" was heard in the room. She skillfully pressed an inconspicuous button on the system, which ensured that the loudspeakers in the other rooms also went on.
Shana now went into her dressing room, on the floor of which there were already two large purple suitcases waiting to be unpacked. She took the larger of the two first and took out some airy dresses and tops, often with a floral print, which she immediately hung on the hangers on a long clothes rail.
Bit by bit black pants followed, some tops and of course the essential shoes. Stilettos, ballerinas, chucks ...
After two hours, Shana had set up her new realm to such an extent that she actually slowly got used to the idea of ​​living in Japan.
After all, she was unlikely to be looked at here strangely if she was wearing her fancier clothes. On the way to the penthouse she had already seen people in the craziest outfits: white dotted, pink skirts combined with a sun-yellow top, with short brown ankle boots and white knee socks. A mint green handbag and mesh gloves rounded off the whole thing.
Yes, on the other hand, she would hardly attract anyone here.She could now be completely herself without having to face the prejudices of European society. "I'll have to fight other things for that," thought Shana and sighed briefly before her stomach made itself felt and growled loudly. The brown-haired woman put her right hand briefly on her stomach as a reflex and then ran her hair through her curly hair that reached up to her shoulder. Then she went to find her parents to tell their parents that she was hungry and wanted to have dinner with them. She wanted to spend the last days her father had free with him and her mother.
Well, okay, maybe not all day, but at least part of it.
Quietly humming "Can't fight the moonlight", she sauntered into the kitchen where she heard her parents' voices.
"Hey mom, hey dad."
Shana got straight to the point. "I'm really hungry. Can't we have dinner together?" She smiled pleadingly.
Mrs. Greywood smiled at her daughter. "Of course, honey. There's even a nice little restaurant nearby."
Shana nodded happily. "Okay, I'll just get my bag and then we can go on my own," she said.
Her mother smiled again. "Well, I'll just put on my shoes quickly," she said.
Shana's father had simply listened to the two of them and nodded in the appropriate places. He couldn't have changed the minds of the two women anyway, even if he had wanted to.



[i} So that's it for now ^^.
Hope you enjoyed it. The next chapter will follow soon.
We would be very happy about clerks ^^
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