Letting out a sigh, Logan looked up at what would be her new place to call home from where she was standing on the (rather extravagant) driveway. Gripping the handle of her luggage tighter, she continued walking; through the front door and towards the stairs she easily found leading upstairs - her first mission was finding her room. Luck didn’t appear to be on her side, however, as one of the wheels on her suitcase got caught on the top step. “Jesus Christ,” the petite girl muttered, groaning as she gave it a sharp yank to free it.
















