My Strange Flight to California

Chapter 1: The Beginning

It was a cloudy day in the summer when my parents said, "Pack your bags we're going to California!" We didn't understand why we would go to the sunniest state in the U.S., seeing as we are vampires. I swear half the time they must forget we're vampires, or something.

Mom: That's right, I almost forgot…

(Did she remember we're vampires?)

Mom: You can each bring one friend.

Terra (Me): Oh joy, I guess I'll bring Stella.

Andy (Brother): I'll invite Victor.

(Later that day at the Library…)

Andy: Hey, Victor! Wanna come to California with us?

Victor: When are you leaving?

Andy: Three days from now, why?

Victor: Aw man, I can't go.

Andy: Why, not?

Victor: Me and my family are going camping; we heard it's supposed to be cloudy all weekend.

(Exit Library, Andy goes to Fred's house.)

Andy: Hey, Fred. Wanna go to California, with us?

Fred: Sure, when?

Andy: Three days.

Fred: How long is it gonna last?

Andy: One or two weeks

Fred: I'll ask my mom

Andy: Why would you ask your mom?

Fred: Oh yeah, I forgot. I'll come for sure.

(Even later that day…)

Terra: Hey Stella. Wanna come to California?

Stella: Sure! How long will we be there?

Terra: A couple weeks.

Stella: Awesome!

(That Friday…)

Victor (to Andy and Terra): Guess what! Our trip got cancelled! I can come!

Andy (awkwardly): I already asked Fred to come.

Victor: Aw, man!

Terra (talking to Victor quietly): Don't worry; I've got a plan meet me at the library this afternoon.

Victor: Ok 4:00

Terra: Yep. I'll tell Tina.

(4 o'clock at the Library…)

Tina: So… what's the plan?

Victor: Yeah, what is the plan?

Terra: You two will get in these pig costumes. Then, get in these two cages; where you will be loaded into the cargo area.

Victor: That's crazy!

(The next day at the airport…)

Me Me: I hope you don't mind, but I brought a friend. His son has been dying to learn how to cook. And I told him Terra would be a great teacher. He brought his two children Sam and Lisa.

Terra: Oh, of course I'll teach him, but how old is he?

Paul: He's seven.

Terra: SEVEN! And I'm supposed to teach him how to cook?

Me Me: Yes, before the plane arrives, teach him at least one recipe.

Sam: I am so excited; I'll be in the Airport kitchen.

Terra: O.K. I'll be right there.

(Plane arrives)

Terra: Mom! I've gotta go get Sam!

Mom: O.K. Hurry back!