Chapter 6: First Class
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Cassia's POV:
"Ve~ this is going to be so much-a fun!" Feliciano yelled excitedly.
Wow, he's really hyper.
All of us- Cailey, Feliciano, Ludwig, Kiku, and I were in Ludwig's car. We were heading to the airport. Cailey sat to my right, putting me between her and Feliciano.
"Cassandra," Cailey said, using my fake name.
"Yeah?" I replied.
"T-There is going to be adults in the airport, right?" She fiddles with her belt. I managed to snatch that from Aunt Carol's closet.
I sighed in frustration. Cailey's paranoia made her oblivious to some things.
"Yes, there are going to be adults," I said to her. "Don't freak out now. We just escaped."
Cailey nodded obediently. She turned to Feliciano. "Why are we going to Germany?" she asked him.
"We're-a going to Ludwig's house!" Feliciano said happily.
Then, he started to sing about pasta.
"Ve~ pasta is so good-a! Pasta is so tasty!"
I looked straight ahead. Ludwig was looking very annoyed, while Kiku just snapped pictures of the trees near the highway.
…
"QUIET FELICIANO!" Germany shouts at Feliciano, who was still singing about pasta.
I'm kind of glad that Ludwig told him to stop. That song was starting to give me a headache.
I hear Cailey start to cry next to me.
"Ve~ what's-a wrong, Kathleen?" Feliciano asks her.
"H-He yelled!" Cailey says.
I sighed again. Every time anyone yelled, even if it was at someone else, Cailey would cry. I don't blame her though.
Feliciano reaches over to her, and I see him give her something. His body colliding with my bad side makes me want to shout in pain, but I don't. I notice that he rarely opens his eyes.
Wait- how does a steaming bowl of pasta come out of thin air?
"Where did you get the pasta, Feliciano?" I ask him.
"Ve~ I always have pasta with me!" He says.
My sister's eyes widen. The pasta smells really good.
My mouth starts to water just at the sight of it. I haven't had pasta in forever! Or any decent food, really.
"Ve~ do you want some pasta, too, Cassandra?" Feliciano asks me.
"Er- ok." I tell him.
He hands me a plate of pasta.
"Eat up!" Feliciano says, giving me a fork. "Pasta makes everything-a better!"
I turn to look at my sister, but she's already dug into her bowl of pasta.
I eye Feliciano for a moment. Should I eat it?
It doesn't look tampered with.
It looks so good.
I give in to my hunger, and eat the pasta.
Man, I haven't eaten anything so good.
…
Once we get to the airport, Feliciano practically bursts out of the car.
Like I said before, he was really hyper.
Ludwig and Kiku end up gathering up the luggage. Kiku hands me a blue bag with a panda on it.
"My bag," I say in surprise. "How did you find it?"
"I picked it up when we first rescued you." Kiku says to me.
I take the bag, and peer inside.
There's nothing. Just a note.
Good luck.!
Wait- what? Who wrote that? Definitely not Aunt Carol.
My thoughts are interrupted by Ludwig's voice.
Ludwig looks at Cailey. "Why would we have a young girl like you lift heavy baggage?"
"U-um…" Cailey stutters. Her hands tremble.
For the third time, I sigh. Cailey probably asked them if she could carry the baggage. She's been manipulated.
Ludwig turns around again.
"Alright, let's go!" Ludwig says.
I grab Cailey's wrist and we follow the 3 men in front of us into the airport's doors.
…
"Passport please." A woman said. She looked as if she would be anywhere but here.
"Ve~ here you go!" Feliciano said, giving the woman a passport. The woman rolls her eyes in response to his cheeriness.
That's when it hits me.
Crap! Aunt Carol never kept our passports! I bet that it's still at the old house.
I tell Cailey, and she starts to hyperventilate.
"What do we do?"
"I don't know, maybe we can fit into the luggage-"
But we already passed the luggage check-in, you git! I think.
Why did I just call myself a git?
Who cares about that…
Ludwig and Kiku have already checked their passports. All three of them have moved on to the security check.
Do something!
"Passports, please." The woman drones on.
"Um-we don't have any…" Cailey tells the woman sheepishly.
The woman glares at us.
Suddenly, I hear a pop coming from inside of the bag.
I reach into it, and I recover two passports.
What? How did that happen? There was nothing in the bag a few minutes ago!
I open up both of them, and this is what I find:
Name: Cassandra Beltran
Name: Kathleen Beltran
B-but…
My name is Cassia! Not Cassandra! This is all so confusing…
The lady scowls at Cailey and me before snatching the passports out of my hand.
She checks us in, then hands the passports back.
"How did that work?" I said to Cailey as we pull off our shoes.
"What?"
"Never mind, I'll tell you later." I whisper.
I put my panda bag in a bin, and it gets x-rayed. Cailey isn't holding anything, so she simply puts her shoes in a bin next to mine.
Now, the only thing left is the large body scanner.
I go first, and nothing happens. The uniformed man nods to me before gesturing for Cailey to come through.
Cailey nervously walks through the machine.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Cailey jumps back.
The other passengers look at us.
"PLEASE DON'T TAKE ME AWAY! I DON'T WANNA GO BACK!" Cailey gets on her knees and pleads. Tears start to run down her cheeks.
I just stand there.
The uniformed man looks Cailey over, then points at her waist.
I face palm. "Your belt! Take off your belt!" I tell her.
Cailey looks around, and then slips off her belt. She hangs onto her loose shorts. Cailey goes through the machine once more, and nothing happens.
…
"Where were you girls?" Ludwig asks us when we meet them a few minutes later.
"We got held up." I tell him. Cailey is still sniffling. She must have been traumatized.
"Well, let's get going. We cannot afford to be late." Ludwig says to our group.
We all follow Ludwig to a section of the airport, A12.
I sit down to rest. My side still hurts like heck, but I can move better.
"So, Cassandra," Kiku says to me.
He's so silent; I nearly forgot what his voice sounded like.
"Who did you live with before?" Kiku continues.
"My aunt." I blurt out before I thought about it.
Please don't ask anything else. Please don't ask about the way she treats us.
As if Kiku heard me, he turns around, and talks to Cailey. He seems to be trying to calm her down. She still trembles, though.
"Ve~ where did you live before your parents died?" Feliciano asked me.
Of all the questions he could ask, why that one?
I know that he won't leave without an answer, so I tell him the truth.
"Philadelphia, Pennsylvania." I tell him.
Feliciano's eyes suddenly light up.
"I saw a license plate with that funny name on it!"
An announcement comes on. "All passengers flying on First Class, on Flight #834 may line up now."
Ludwig and Kiku grab the luggage, and head onto the line.
"We're on first class?" Cailey asks Feliciano.
"Yep! Ve~ you haven't been on first class before?"
We both shake our heads.
"We've only been on an airplane once, in Coach." I told him.
"Ve~ first class is really nice!" Feliciano reassured us. "They have movies! I really like the American ones!" He smiled.
We get on line behind Kiku and Ludwig. Another employee checks our passports again, and we get on the plane.
Instead of walking past the first section of the plane, Ludwig, Kiku, and Feliciano sit on the 3rd row.
"Where do we sit?" I ask politely. There's no way they could have gotten us two first class tickets a day before a flight.
But, Kiku proves me wrong. He points to the row right behind theirs.
"Ve~ Can I sit next to the principessas, Ludwig?" Feliciano asks.
"Okay, if that makes you happy, Feliciano." Ludwig says.
Feliciano sits next to me. Again, I'm between him and Cailey.
"Ve~ Airplanes are really fun!" He grins at me. His curl sticks out. I wonder what would happen if I pulled it...
"All passengers please take your seats while we demonstrate the safety guidelines." Another announcement comes on.
"Ve~ you'll be safe enough with us!" Feliciano says to Cailey and I. He buckles our seatbelts, and gives us each a hug.
I don't think that I've ever felt more protected, sitting there on a plane with Feliciano.