~Skye~
"Finally!" I yelled as I stretched once I got off of the plane.
Everyone soon followed after. I looked around the beautiful airport with aw. All of the seatings were red leather couches and there were crystal chandeliers on the ceiling. The roof of the building had beautiful detailed paintings of angels and people.
"This is very fancy for an airport." Abrielle said as she looked around.
Martha got ahead of all of us and began walking. She waved her hand for us to follow. We all obeyed and let her guide us down the stairs and to the main floor.
"Hmm. Where is he?" She said as she placed her index finger under her chin and looked around.
"Where is who?" Abrielle asked.
"Ah! Found him!"
Martha walked over to a man with black slicked back hair, light blue eyes, and a tuxedo with a sign that says: Marthe et guestsz. (Martha and guests)
"Bonjour monsieur, je suis Martha et ce sont mes invités." (Hello sir, I am Martha and these are my guests.)
The man looks over Martha's shoulders and scans his eyes over us. He gives a small nod along with a wave of his hand.
"René Matthieu est mon nom. Il est un plaisir de vous rencontrer tous. Maintenant s'il vous plaît me suivre à la voiture que vous attend tous." (René Matthieu is my name. It's a pleasure to meet you all. Now please follow me to the car that awaits you all.)
The man leads us outside and to a black limousine. Martha turns around and smiles at us as the man opens the door for us to get in. One by one we entered the beautiful vehicle along with our luggage. The seats were white leather with a red carpet flooring and all the windows were tinted. A couple seconds later the limo began moving.
"So who is that guy?" Kwon asked.
"Oh that's right! I forgot you all don't speak French! His name is René. He's our chauffeur for our stay here."
"You didn't have to rent a limo Martha." I said.
"Oh I didn't. The woman running the Fashion Show, booked our hotel, rented this limo, and bought our plane tickets... She's also providing us with food."
My stomach began growling at the mention of food. I rubbed it and rested my head on Kyungs shoulders.
"Martha can we get food?" I whined.
"You're hungry?"
"Of course. We've been on a plane for almost 12 hours."
Martha nods and places a hand on my head.
"As soon as we get to the hotel you can eat until you go in a food coma."
She removes her hand and gives me a toothy smile.
The drive to the hotel was a bit noisy. Jaehyo was singing some random songs, and loud might I add, while Taeil was laughing at Kyungs cheesy jokes. Pyo was being all lovey dovey with Abrielle by giving her small pecks on her lips and poking her sides with his index finger. Kwon, Hyuk, Jiho, and Martha were talking about fashion and celebrities. I was just sitting in my seat, falling asleep. Once the limo came to a full stop, the door was opened by René and we all got out.
The inside of the hotel is absolutely amazing. Everything looks expensive and neat like a millionaire's maid that just finished cleaning the whole house. We enter the elevator and Martha pushes the button with a 34 on it. When the doors close I notice Pyo gripping Abrielle's arm tight.
