The train slowed to a stop, making Jade stir. She had been in that position for some time now, leaving her back aching when she stood up. She peered out of the door she climbed through, seeing large buildings, taking her breath away. She felt smaller than ever. She looked at the address in her hand, And looked back up. She'd definitely need help to find it. She now realized what she was getting into. Things seemed so unreal. Getting on the train shouldn't have been that easy. Jade didn't believe in fate. But maybe something had 'helped' her. She hopped off the train, and started walking. She turned in circles, and smiled widely. People looked at her like she was crazy, and she quickly stopped, blushing. She looked at the paper again and read "Horace Tower". Horace Tower?<br/><br/>She's going to need help. She looked around, wide eyed. She went to the nearest store and asked where the Horace Tower was. The kind lady told her is was just a short 4 minute walk away, take one right, and straight ahead. She thanked the lady and walked out, keeping her head up, pretending she knew what she was doing. Carrying around her suitcase took a slight toll, and she ended up having to stop several times and relax her arms. She made the turn, and set her eyes on the Tower. It was quite large, larger than some buildings here. She approached the building doors and stopped to take a breath to calm her nerves before entering. She heart was thudding fast, and she was trying not to cry. After 7 years this was it.<br/><br/>She entered through wide double doors and went to the secretary's stand. "Excuse me," She said nervously, while the secretary stared her down, "But can you tell me what floor Chad Jones is on?" She gulped. The lady raised her eyebrow but looked it up. "He's on the 17th floor, miss." Miss? Oh, she liked that. No one had ever called her that. "Thank you" She said, walking to the elevator. When the doors opened, the elevator was empty. She stepped in and pressed the 17 button. Jade was thankful the elevator empty, giving her time by herself. She used this time wisely, fixing her hair and clothes, giving herself a pep talk, and rehearsing what she would say.. "Hello, Mr. Jones.. This may come as a shock, but I have every reason to believe I'm your daughter.. It sounds crazy, I know, but,- No no no... What am I supposed to say to someone I haven't seen in 7 years?" She murmured. She started panicking, she hadn't thought of what she was to say.<br/><br/>The elevator stopped on the 17th floor, and she gasped. She wasn't ready. She looked for the nearest bathroom, and rushed to it, attracting the unwanted attention of the secretary on this floor. When she got to the bathroom, she made sure it was empty, and looked in the mirror. She green eyes started to fill with tears. Could she manage this? Suddenly a song popped into her head. 'Long live<span style="text-decoration: underline">the reckless and the brave</span>' She sang to herself, 'Breaking out of a town called Suburbia I remember everybody always saying "Little brat must be crazy, never make it in our vicious little world" Still I'm leaving' That gave her all the courage she needed. She looked at herself one more time and left the restroom.<br/><br/>"Excuse me. But, Can I see Mr. Jones?" She asked the pretty secretary. "Do you have an appointment?" The secretary looked up. "Not exactly..." She bit her lip. The secretary sighed and pushed a button. "Mr. Jones, there's someone here to see you." She said. "Send them in a minute, please." She heard his voice. He sounded.. How did he sound? She couldn't remember at all. "Thank you." She said quietly. "You can take a seat on the couch while you wait." She pointed to the black couch by the black double doors. She suddenly noticed that the majority of this room was black. She sat on the uncomfortable leather couch and looked around. There wasn't much to look at but the darkness of the room. Minutes later, the intercom turned on and her 'father' said, "Send them in." She looked at the secretary, screaming inside, her heart thumping loudly, not breaking her gaze with the secretary who nodded brightly. She turned to the double doors and pushed them open.