At last, after alot of attempts, shouts, slight fights and a broken broom, Alexis was at his side, a bag in one hand and a box in another. "I'm ready, sir." Her friends looked sad. They had each hugged her tight and gave her their emails. Not one tear fell from Alexis, she just smiles and promise to write. She didn't know if she would. Maybe Seto would let her. Maybe he wouldn't.