Driving down a busy street inside a limousine was a young girl with long white hair, formal clothing fit for a noble, and even formal luggage inside her hand that she carried for school. Her clothing had not one spec of lint upon it. It was sparkly clean, as was her smooth pale skin.
The limousine made a left turn, away from busy traffic, causing the girl to lean forward, raising her brow, ["What are you doing? I did not order you to go this way! Stay on the previous lane!"]
The driver had a trail of sweat scurry down his cheek, laughing at his master;
["B-But traffic is quite busy, Lady Zendoya, I figured we'll go this way to get out of the way and get you to school earlier. I-I hope that's fine!"]
Zendoya frowned from his back talk but tilted her head down, ["Fine then. But next time only follow the orders I give you."] She leaned back into her seat, crossing her arms, and then her legs, ["Be a good boy doing your job, then maybe I'll reward you with a bigger raise."]
