Chapter 1: Planes and impersonation
HAYLEY P O V
I walked out of the store with so much joy. I took out my cell phone, and called my best friend.
"Hey, Evan!" I laugh into the phone. "Guess what?"
"What?" Kevin asked simply.
It soured the happiness. "I won! I won a trip to Forks!"
"Pssh what?" he asked, confused.
"Forks, Washington!"
"Never heard of it."
"Well, it's not like I could win a trip to London," I spat.
"Was there any other options?"
"Some place in Georgia, but it isn't like we want to go to Georgia."
"Why would we want to go to Washington?"
I sighed. "Fine, I'll take someone-,"
"No, no!" He quickly said. "I'll go."
I smiled, getting my way. "See you at 12!"
"Woah, woah, woah! In like 2 hours?"
I nodded. "That's when the flight is."
Kevin gasped. "Wait a minute. I just looked up Forks on Google. It's one of the rainiest places in the United States!"
"Well," I trailed off. "Bye!"
Kevin swore but I hung up too quickly to reply.
I packed my bags and emailed my college professors about our departure.
When I was done, I went out to my car.
I pulled up at Kevin's Fraternity house, when all of a sudden the big nerd Joey came up to my car to talk, "Er," I said quietly, "Hey hotty, here for me?" he asked.
"No, now go away."
He snorted.
I saw Kevin come up behind him, "Yo Joe, get out of here! Freak, don't make me go Biz-Natch on your ass!" Joey ran off.
He got in the car after he put his luggage in the trunk.
I laughed. "What's a 'biz-natch'?"
He sighed and smiled. "Good times, Hayley, good times."
"Huh?"
"You had to be there."
I pulled up to the airport and got our printed tickets out of my purse while they checked our luggage and gave it tags, then I made Kevin carry most of the bags well I did everything else, and then we got to the line for the metal detector. It wasn't pretty. Kevin dropped all the bags, "You've got to be kidding me!" Kevin screamed, and then the bag with most of my stuff landed right on my foot.
"DAMN IT!" I screamed so loud I swear I broke glass, I held my foot and hopped up and down causing me to trip and bang my head on the edge of a wall, I bit my lip so I wouldn't scream, "Ow, er, I'm sorry, I'll be quiet." I whimpered.
Kevin sighed. "The trip's already starting out super fantastic! Wouldn't you say, Hayley?"
"Excuse me," a light voice said behind us. We turned around to see an extremely pale, blonde man.
"Is everything ok?"
"Dude," Kevin laughed. "You're eyes are black."
The man nodded slightly. "Yes, er…there's a lot of blood…is everything ok?"
I nodded weirdly. "Yeah…bye…"
About an hour later, we where on the plane. We decided to take a nap. Ironically, the man we talked to was right behind us.
A flight attendant woke me and Kevin up and told us we had to get off the plane now, we both did so, and surprisingly my injuries felt pretty healed so I could walk normal again. We grabbed all of our bags of the little luggage carousel and went over to the sign with my name on it, "Ms. Hayley Atkins?" The person with the sign asked me, I nodded and he led us to a limo, "AHHH!" Kevin and I screamed simultaneously, we both got on the limo.
Kevin laughed. "Pssh this limo is hot, Hayley. Hot."
I agreed. "This is pretty cool!"
When we reached the hotel, we went up to the 12th story- the top of the hotel.
"Room number 1121," Kevin said, checking his room key.
"It's down here," I nodded.
We turned left, and Kevin fell over. I was shocked.
"A suite-," we said together.
"Oh," I gasped.
"My," Kevin laughed.
"God," we said together.