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I closed my eyes and let myself fall backwards onto the bed. Anne was a darling, but I was glad she'd just shown me the bedroom and on suite bathroom and then left me alone. God knew I could use some rest at that moment. Quickly, I grabbed my suitcase and plopped it onto the bed. After I'd chosen a comfy yet nice outfit, I put it on the bed to keep it from wrinkling and rushed to the bathroom to take a nice, long shower. From what I'd seen of the house, it was nice. It was quite big for a London home, and it had a refined yet pleasant air. My room was nice too, and I was allowed to make it my own with posters, pictures and the rest, but it wasn't home.

I stepped out of the shower and dried off, before wrapping my body in a warm, soft white towel. I unlocked the door and stepped into my room. Promptly, I screamed.

''Hey,'' said the strange boy on my bed.