2. Destination: Forks (maybe you'd prefer spoons?)
"Here." Audrey said, pointing to a destination on a map as we sat in the back of a nearly deserted airport restaurant, going through our plan out of the view of any cameras.
"Washington? But we live in Jacksonville, Florida and you want us to go to Washington?"
Audrey rolled her dark eyes at my dramatics, and leaned over the map, her finger on a tiny dot. "Not just Washington," she whispered "but Forks, Washington."
I looked up at her, sarcastically. "Are you joking? I'm sure that your parents won't think that a Twilight fan such as yourself would find any comfort in the place where her fiction fantasies come alive."
She looked at me then, victorious. "Ah, but Jake, you've forgotten one thing…" She leaned in, whispering into my ear "they don't even know that Forks actually exists."
I withdrew, a small smile playing on my face. Suddenly Forks didn't seem like such a bad idea.
After arriving at the miniscule airport, which was only an hour's drive to Forks, we rented a small, cheap car and set off for Forks. The town of Forks is small, quiet and the people are generally very kind and polite. We drove up to a small brick hotel, clearly a renovated cottage-type building.
"It's very …quaint." Audrey said apprehensively, looking at the small house. I could already see her fear of lace, ruffles, doilies and nosy people on her face.
I laughed. "Don't worry, it'll be fine. I'll check in, you come in with a hat and sunnies on –it's a bright day, and all the locals are- while being weighed down with bags. Keep quiet, don't cause a scene and it'll be fine."
Audrey glared at me. "I wasn't intending to cause a scene."
After we were in the hotel room, I pulled out the poster the lady at the reception had given me. "Look, Aud, a festival! A chance to have some fun and blend in with the locals-its perfect!"
Audrey looked at me sarcastically, "What happened to not making a scene?" She asked me sarcastically.
I rolled my eyes in response. "Come on, Audrey. We'll be just two kids out for fun at a carnival. Please? " I wheedled, begging on my knees in front of her. She laughed and finally succumbed to my pleads. "Alright, but we never separate."
That night, we brought our tickets at the entrance and went on a few rides – the giant slide, bumper cars and to end the night, a ride on the Ferris wheel. Big mistake.
"I've never been on a Ferris wheel, you know. I've always wanted to, but never got around to it." Audrey mused, looking out of our compartment.
"Well, there's a first time for everything." I reply, looking out as we slowly go higher up.
Audrey looks at me suddenly, about to say something as the ride jolts to a sudden stop. "What's going on?" She asks instead, trying to look down at the ride operator, which wasn't easy to do considering that we were almost at the top.
"Heaven knows. But don't worry about it," I said, stretching my legs out and putting the arms behind my head. "It'll be fixed eventually."
Audrey looked at me sharply and started grumbling. "Eventually? So much for not bringing attention upon ourselves."
I just chuckled in response and settled down for the long wait I knew to be ahead.
By the time we got off the ride, it was about two in the morning and we were tired. Practically dead on our feet, and I hadn't slept properly since yesterday when Audrey first tapped on my window. I managed to drive back to the hotel, stumble into our room and fell asleep the minute my head hit the pillow.
