✴Lucy's POV✴
(Next day)

"Call me when you guys get there." My mom says giving me a hug.

"Okay mom." I say rolling my eyes.

Even though I'm a married, and moved out the house she treats me like a little kids still.

My face probably said it all, because my mom gave a look.

"You're only 18 Luciana."

"Yeah, yeah yeah." I say turning around to get in the car.

I sit in the back along side Bentley, while Dana and Greyson occupy the front.

I roll down the window to say goodbye to everyone.

"Being me back a tshirt!" Karlie Ann shouts.

"Got it!" I say.

After we all wave goodbye, Greyson starts up the car and we're off.

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"This jet is awesome!" Dana says plopping on the bed beside me.

"I know right?" I say eating a hot cheeto.

Man do I love these things!

"Bentley looks like he's going to be sick." Dana laughs taking a cheeto.

"Poor thing. He hasn't slept yet." I say.

"Is it because he hates flying or is it something else?" Dana says wiggling her eyebrows.

I swat her hand away.

"Arent you excited to see Aunt Bina?" I ask.

"Absolutely. She's going to love Greyson. I saw it." She says with a wink.

I wish i had her powers.

"It has it perks," she laughs.
"Luce, I forgot to tell you sonwthing, but i dont want you to be mad."

"What?" I ask looking at her.

"Bina is in the Council." She says looking back at me.

I make a face and chuckle.

"Why would that make me mad?" I say turning back to my cheetos.

"You won't be mad now, but you will be. Bina has to follow with what the others say and do." She says sitting up.

"Wait, is Bina psychic too?"

"Yuppers, that's who I go it from." She says standing up.

"Well i dont think there will be a problem." I say closing my bag of cheetos and placing them on the nightstand.

Dana looks down.

"Yeah hopefully."

She's definitely hiding something, but I'm not going to keep bugging her about it.

She then leaves the room, shutting the door behind her.

I hit the lights and slowly fall asleep.

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" These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it from New York, New York, New York!" Greyson sings as we step out of the airport.

"Please stop, my ears are bleeding." Bentley says laughing.

"So what are doing now? Hotel?" Dana asks walking next to Greyson. 

"Yeah, let's drop our stuff off at the hotel, then we can roam around." Bentley says taking my hand.

"But don't we have to meet with the Council?" I ask in a low voice.

"I called Aunt Bina and said we need a day to settle in. Her and the Council agreed to it." Dana says putting her hand out for a cab.

One pulls up.

"Only can fit two people with luggage." The man says with a heavy Jamaican accent.

"You guys go ahead, we'll catch the next one." Bentley says.

Dana and Greyson nod then get in the cab and go.

I then step out a little into the street, and stick my hand out for a cab.

With in seconds two fight for a spot, but then the woman driver wins.

"Where to?" She asks.

"Crosby Street Hotel." Bentley says putting our bags into the trunk.

My mouth drops. Bentley doesn't notice, and opens the car door for me. I slip in and he.goes around the other side.

I look at him.

"The Crosby Street Hotel?" I ask in awe.

"Yes?" He says.

"Dude, that hotel is so expensive!" I say shaking my head.

"Good thing I'm not paying for it." He says with a smirk.

"Huh?"

He mouths 'The Council'.

"Ohh." I say then look out the window.

The ride is only twenty minutes away, but with in that time I see the cab driver keep looking back at me and Bentley.

Duh?

We finally arrive to the hotel and Bentley gives the woman a hundred dollar bill.

As I'm stepping out of the cab the woman speaks.

"I hope you don't think I'm a lumaric,  it you two make anlovely couple."  She says with a soft smile.

I thank her, then get out of the cab.

As soon as Bentley shuts the trunk, she hauls.

"Well then." I say grabbing my bookbag.

"What did she say to you?" Bentley asks walking into the hotel.

"That we make a lovely couple." I say and he snorts.

We walk into the hotel, and no lie it is beautiful. It looks like someone's actually home, but like with a huge desk in the middle of it.

We check in, then take the elevator up to our room.

Guys, this hotel room looks like someone's home.

Decroated and looks extremely comfy. I wonder how long we are staying here.

"Until we're done with The Council." Bentley says reading my mind.

"Isnt this place awesome?" Dana says bursting through the doors, followed by Greyson.

"It is." I say.

"Well what do you guys want to do first?" Greyson asks.

"We should show them put favorite spots." I suggest.

"I'm down." Bentley says slinging his arm around me.

"Then let's go." Greyson says taking Dana's hand and walking out the door.

We get outside the hotel, and I'm about to call for a cab, when Bentley gives me a look.

He then pulls car keys out of his pockets.

He then throws a set to Greyson, then we walk to the side of the hotel where two Nissan GTRs are parked.

One grey one and one black.

"Dude you already know!" Greyson says running over to the grey one.

"Snazzy." Dana nods in approval.

"Lets go to Times Square, we could walk around and find something to do" I say.

"I've never been to times square!" Greyson says, "I'll plug it into my phones GPS."

"I think we should drive." Dana says walking to the driver's seat.

"Hell no!" Greyson shouts.

"You guys don't know your way around here, and you don't know how these people drive." I say going to driver side of our car.

"I dont know." Bentley says look nervous.

"You act like i cant drive." I say rolling my eyes.

"Lucy, you crashed Dill." He says with a straight face.

Low blow man.

"There was a squirrel, and I didn't want to hit it. I told you not to bring up Dill." I say folding my arms.

"I know, I know I'm sorry." Bentley says hugging me. When I don hug him back he squeezes a laugh out of me.

"I'm driving." I say taking the keys out of his pocket and getting in the driver seat.

He groans but then jogs over to the passenger side.

"Dont kill me." He says putting his seatbelt on.

"No promises." I laugh, then set onto the jungle, New Yorkers call roads.

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They're there!

Hopefully with Lucy driving, they'll make it back home.

And :( poor Dill!

Hope you liked!

(Might be a few days for next updates, so bear with me♡)

-daaprincess