Can we stop running ?

Part 4

It hadn't been a minute since they had landed in

California but Sakura could already sense she was

going love it there. They were soon off the plane and

they were currently trying to escape the airport.

Sakura didn't get it yet but then she remembered

what happened last time. What could her father do

that would possibly make him SUCH a target? Michael

was currently holding Sakura's hand like she was five

or something. Sakura didn't mind since she knew

without him or the bodyguards she would have lost

herself in LAX. ﴾The airport if you didn't know.﴿

They soon left with a lot of media attention which scared Sakura. She was a bit claustrophobic since she was little.

She couldn't remember why she turned that way. The way to the house she saw palm trees, palm trees, and PALM

TREES! It was so sunny and hot since it was summer. She was sweating so much and her pajamas where sticking onto

her skin which she thought were absolutely gross.

"So where do you live?" Sakura asked in curiosity of knowing that question. She decided to herself the bigger the

house, the more important he is.

"Oh somewhere..." Michael said smiling.

"Of course you live somewhere but where is the question." Sakura said back to him with a hint of stubbornness.

﴾He still lives in Neverland. He didn't move out like in his original lifetime.﴿

"You will see. I think you will love it." He said with confidence.

"Yeah, what if I don't?" Sakura asked.

"Then you must be blind." Michael said.

"It can't be that great." Sakura said not sure about the comment she made.

He seemed proud of his property she thought to herself. They were now not even in Los Angeles. They were off to

who knows where.

"How long is this trip?" Sakura asked again.

"My why aren't you full of questions? It is two hours away. I don't live in Los Angeles." Michael said in a matter in fact

voice.

"That far!? Why do you have to live THAT far away?" Sakura whined.

"Just because I choose to live in the best place ever!" Michael said with admiration in his eyes.