Chapter 109: Amara Nicholson (New)

The young girl, ran back into her house she was holding a letter of acceptance. It really early in the morning and she waited for the mail man to come. She ripped open the letter and ran the results. Her eyes beaming with joy as she turned around and ran back into her house

From the outside this house looks nice and traditional, as a large suburban home. It has been built with oak wood and has white cedar wooden decorations. Tall, large windows allow enough light to enter the home and have been added to the house in a very asymmetric way.

The house is equipped with a modern kitchen and one modern bathroom, it also has a generous living room, five bedrooms, a snug dining room and a large storage room plus garage.

As she walked in she startled her parents who where trying to walk out, secretly.

"Mom, Dad?" The girl frowned in questioned. "What are you guys doing."

"We are going to get groceries" Her narcissistic mom turned up her nose. She walked out first and her father didn't even glance at her. She watched as her parents walked out quickly.

She then turned around and noticed the red light on the house phone and pressed it. As she listened to the voice of her sister, her face went white and her eyes went red. She ran upstairs and started to cry alone in her dark room.

That was when the moment Rachel took over. The crying stopped and Rachel opened her red eyes watered with tears.

"Lately, it's been becoming more and more instant."

[It's that a problem?]

Elfin asked, and Rachel sighed as she sat up and held her hand out a tiny piece of light appeared in her hand. She then stood up and turned on the lights and looked into her memories, the story of this world is in an Arabic country.

"You don't have to tell me, I don't care. As long as I'm not involved in the story." Rachel waved off Elfin's explanation of this world and its story.

Looking around the room that wasn't given the chance to have a personality.

Amara Nicholson, eighteen, just recently graduated, and now has an acceptance letter to Harvard. She was the youngest daughter to a pair of middle-class parents who favored her sister more then her.

Due to the line of achievements when it came to her sister social status. Her older sister was popular, and the golden child of her parent's life. Who could do no wrong.

But, as everyone knows, the golden child always had a twisted face and her parents regardless of whether they saw it or not they were always on her side. And frequently punished Amara when her sister through temper tantrums like a child.

The reason why the room is so lifeless is because they had been tearing down Amara. The incident this morning, her sister was celebrating her exams, she did not even get accepted into anything. And she didn't' want Amara to come.

The blatant favoritism always hurt, Rachel pulled out a backpack and opened her system inventory. She was lucky she had stored some basic things; money is different and handling it needs to be carefully looked at.

She of course can bring any amount into a world but needs to be careful at the execution and explanation. Her system stored all her funds from other worlds their was no limit to how much money was in the system or how much could be added.

Rachel closed her backpack and went to her closet that had few clothes. Amara periodically recycled her clothes, she hated having to much and always wore comfortable things.

The clothes where already neatly folded and placed into the bag before she put them into her inventory.

She grabbed her information security card, birth certification, state registry and the last thing Rachel did was call a cab, she left the old flip phone Amara had used since she was a child on the colorless bed.

The first things she did was go to a bank and applied for a debit card and credit card. Amara had part time jobs but her checks was always sent to her parents and never given to her due to being a minor.

Rachel had filled out paperwork and continued on her way. She had not long ago transfer money into her account under the form of payment and salary. It was from a safe source created by Elfin that when traced wouldn't trace any problems.

With that Finished up everything she needed to do and went on her way to Cambridge.

She landed looked for an apartment, got a car, and car insurance. Rachel honestly had a lot more to do, her parents where awful and did not really help with teaching her how to be independent.