Chapter 3: Ariana

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Ariana's dad up top

Ariana p.o.v.

After 2 hours listening to my Spotify playlist we were off the plane.After I got my luggage I looked at the time on my phone it was only 4:55. I didn't no where to go until I seen a sign that said 'Ariana Riles' in I'm guessing a black Sharpie. I walked over and the man asked

"Are you Ariana Riles?"
"Yes that's me?"
"Mr.Riles told me to take you home and get situated and then bring you to his office."

After he said that he grabbed my luggage while I looked around I mainly seen a lot of palm trees and people.

45 minutes later.........

We pulled up to a gate that read B.R in golden letters. I could tell we were in Beverly Hills because of all the big houses or should I say Mansions. The driver put in some kind of code. After that we pulled up I saw this mansion was 7 times bigger than my house. After he guided me in he showed me to my room. It was all purple with a princess like bed. A 60 inch TV on the wall across from my bed. And all different types of electronics. As I went to my closet I seen it all full with new clothes that I didn't have anywhere to my luggage. So I took a shower and got dressed in:(Half) Red Hoodie that says "Fashion Killa" , red and white high top Nike's, Grey Sweatpants.Hair:Naturally Curly Side Ponytail.Jelewry:None. Nails:White.

30 minutes later..............

We pulled up to a humongous building that read 'Rile Enterprises' before I got out of the car the driver told me to go all the way to the top floor and to go to the office that says 'Nathan Riles' on it. Like I didn't know my fathers name. Anyhow while I was getting on the elevator I was getting stares like tf you looking at tho. When I got out of the elevator some lady just came up and hugged me she looked like my dad a little bit. After she hugged me she asked:

"You don't remember me?" She asked looking a little sad. But I just stared at her crazy.

"I'm your grandmother."

4 minutes later....

As we were both walking to my dad's office we were just talking about ordinary stuff until she knocked on the door and heard a gruff voice

"Come in!"

And there he stood at 6'5 the so call man I called Dad.

To Be Continued........

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