Wrong cab. You were supposed to go to the airport to fly to a boarding school but instead after a twenty minute drive, the taxi pulled up at the train station.

"Alright, have fun at school." The cab driver, Jacob, said.

You pointed out you were supposed to go to the airport. Which, then lead to Thomas having a mini breakdown internally.

"Twelve years," a slight southern accent. "And this is the first kid I got the wrong kid. Good thing there were still several openings. Guess you're going to a different school."

Said school was located in Bristol England.

"What?!" You yelled.

Two knocks sharply hit the side glass. Oliver Thomas.

"... I don't think this is the right girl, Jacob." Oliver said evenly, wearing a nice suit and brown hair hidden under a nice hat.

"...."

A few minutes later Jacob exited the car to talk to Oliver outside of it, beyond your ears.