I stare out the window of the limo as we drive to the destination. My best friend, Will, stares out the window, eager to kidnap and/or kill. I'm far less enthusiastic. I found a new recipe for chocolate cookies, and I'd rather be in the kitchen then here. But, such is the life of a mafia boss's heir. Anyways, we stop in front of an apartment and I sigh as I step out and knock on the door. Will is hidden out of view with a tranquilizer gun in case she tries to run. She opens the door with a popsicle in her mouth. I immediately recognize her from middle school.

Flashback: I'm sitting on the bus when some grumpy girl comes up, looks down at me, and crosses her arms then said.

"You're in my spot."

Suddenly, the bus driver yelled at her to sit down. She huffed and sat next to me. I turn a bit red then introduce myself.

"Hi, I'm ______. You?"

She rolls her eyes then said.

"_____."

Back in the present, my mouth is hung open as I look at her in awe. She's matured since then, and is absolutely stunning. I almost forgot about the mission to bring her to my father. I snap back to reality and put on a debonair smile.

"Uh, hi!"