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k a y a n a;will you remember me?

her light blue yaris coasted to her disignated parking spot. turning her car off, she put her elegant hands on the steering wheel and rested her head on her fore arms. raising her head, her tawny hair cascaded down her back and her side bangs fell over her right eye. leaning back into the seat for a brief moment, she inhaled deeply and released it slowly. she was finally here. in moraga. on her own. what would she do?

opening the door, she slipped out. her mini skirt and spaghetti strap shirt covered the bare minimum but she didn't care. her mother wasn't here to harp on her about what she wore and she revealed in the freedom. fixing the straps on her shirt and bra, she popped the trunk and pulled out her suitcases. all four. she smiled lightly and hauled two of them to her front door. wrestling with her keys, she managed to get the door open and her suitcases inside safe and sound.

her parents had come here last month and furnished her condo. by doing that, they had made it much easier to travel, she didn't need to drag along furniture with her. sitting down on the leather couch. she'd unpack later. she had more improtant things to do. like go see the town. go to a club. party some. she didn't have to worry about paying bills or anything. her parents would do that. all she had to do was live. and live well;;