Chapter 6
After writing down the address, we decided it would be smart for not all of us to fly there, considering none of us had any idea where it was and we couldn't exactly hold any directions in our talons. So, we had two of us take a cab and the others fly. The people in the cab were going to be those that would have to go to the door and talk to us, so no one exactly wanted to do it. And the way we decided was, of course, drawing straws. Whoever had the shortest straw had to go, but also pick the other person they wanted to come with them.
Guess who drew the short straw?
Me, of course.
"Alright, Shorty," Rachel said, not only insulting me, but technically being accurate, considering the length of my straw. "Who do you pick?"
"Why? Do you want me to choose you?" I asked her.
"Normally, I would say no," She said. "But considering we may get to meet ourselves in from the future, I'm fine with the torture of being with you in a confined place."
"Well, considering how flattering that comment was, I choose Cassie."
"Why me?" Cassie inquired.
"You were the only who thought meeting us was a good idea." I answered. "Therefore, you're stuck with me."
"Sorry, Cassie," Rachel said in a pitying voice.
And then, Cassie and I got in a cab. This, considering Cassie and I don't have much to talk about, was a very awkward ride.
"So, you nervous?" She'd ask.
"I guess," I'd reply.
And then the conversation ended. And that's pretty much how the next half hour went. It was filled with little mini conversations that lasted all of two seconds most of the time.
Finally, the cab driver turned around and said, "25.50." Cassie handed him the money, and I got out of the car. I looked up, awestruck.
The house "we" lived in was huge. There was a basketball court visible from the side of the road. I'm sure there was a pool. A barn could be seen off in the distance. The house was right outside a huge forest. The house was pretty much a mansion.
"Whoa," I exclaimed. It was the only intelligent word I could use to describe the house.
"It's amazing." Cassie said, also staring in awe at everything.
After a few minutes of marveling our future home, Cassie said, "Well, I guess we should do this now.
"Uh, yeah," I said, not really wanting to, even though this was my idea.
We walked up the driveway to the porch, then up the stairs to the door. Once we reached it, Cassie looked at me expectantly. I took a deep breath, and then rang the doorbell, which roared like a tiger.
"Cool," I said. Cassie giggled at it.
She stopped giggling, of course, when the doorknob turned. The door opened to reveal future me, who was, for some reason, not wearing a shirt.
We stared. He stared. We were nervous. He was surprised and confused.
Finally, he spoke.
"Jake!"