@Gisele: On her way back to her car, Emma noticed Gisele entering the school. She had seen Claire with her numerous times, and she was considered one of the Holland familys' closest friends. "Wonderful to see you here darling, Claire will be arriving tomorrow. I'd love to stay and catch up, but I do have business matter to attend to." She gave a warm grin and continued to the parking lot.
@EmmaGrace: "I see well here are professors are highly trained and do offer more advanced courses." Slides a pamphlet showing a list of the advanced classes across the table."Now the institute and myself want nothing more but the very best for the students and we offer the best in dorm service and i ensure you Miss Holland safety is also a big priority here." Thomas smiles again.
Briefly glancing over the pamphlet, she took some mental notes of the classes. Opening up her designer bag, she pulled out a checkbook and wrote out the tuition cost and then some. Ripping out the check, she handed it to him and began gathering her things to leave. "That covers tuition plus a reminder of our family heritages funds. She'll be arriving tomorrow. A good experience good be quite beneficial to you." She headed for the door, turning before exiting the doorway. "And a bad experience could prove rather unpleasant." Her words were like daggers, ice cold and intimidating. "Pleasure doing business with you." She gave a perfect grin, sarcastic enthusiasm evident. With her final words she turned back and left the campus just as elegantly as she arrived, turning a few student heads along the way.
@EmmaGrace: Thomas sees her walk and smiles as she sits then says her name and holds out her hand. As he shakes her had he says "Hello I am Thomas Owens Headmaster here." he sat back down. "I must say i was surprised when me secretary said you wanted to set up an meeting." He smiled an inviting smile.
Emma sighed, unimpressed. "Yes well I do not share my time with just anyone, so cherish it." She examined her nails, and continued speaking in a condescending tone. "But let's cut with the small talk shall we. I'm looking to enroll my cousin, Claire Bennett, into your school. She's 18, so I was hoping you offered some beyond high school level courses? I've heard good things, and would expect nothing but the best, for her." She stared him down with frigid eyes.
@EmmaGrace: Major was busy behind his desk working on some paperwork.He toke a moment to look around his office and admirer where he has gotten.Thomas could not belive that just a few years ago he and been in Iraq fighting for his life and now he was here the headmaster of a school.He looked at his computer and saw the time. He called his secretary "Can you please send in my next meeting." He sat up adjusted his cloths and waited for her to come in.
The secretary looked up at her and smiled. "Miss Holland, he's ready for you."
She stood up and grabbed her bag, striding into his office with poise. She observed the room, carefully decorated and neatly organized, just as the rest of the school appeared to be. She pulled long blonde hair over one shoulder, and sat in the chair across form his desk. Crossing her legs she gave a cold smile. "Emma Holland." She said, extending her hand.
@Major_USA: Emma stepped out of her silver Mercedes Benz SLS AMG, turning her head to glance around the campus. Well maintained, clean, and apparently organized. Walking through the main grounds to the administrative building, the clack of her stilettos echoed through the empty campus. "Class must be session." She though to herself, making her way up the steps to the office. Modern and well styled, she was satisfied with the school thus far. Warm smiles greeted her as she walked into the building, several office staff sitting behind neat desks. She continued heading towards the headmaster's waiting room, taking note of the schools various achievements hanging on the walls. Notifying the headmaster's secretary she had arranged a meeting, Emma sat down in one of the comfortable waiting chairs. She placed her Prada bag next to her, flattened her stylish business skirt, and waited to be called in.
What would I give To live where you are? What would I pay To stay here beside you? What would I do to see you Smiling at me? Where would we walk? Where would we run? If we could stay all day in the sun? Just you and me And I could be Part of your world I don't know when I don't know how But I know something's starting right now Watch and you'll see Some day I'll be Part of your world
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