Now we're on to Scarlett's POV of leaving for the vacation. I'll try and keep everyone in better character than in last chapter!
New character here as well.
Nudge and Iggy's 3 year old son Jamie! (get it, cause iggy's real name was james so he named his son james/jamie...okay, so maybe you don't get it, ah well)
Disclaim- I don't own the original flock! JP does...i'm so jealous!
Scarlett POV:
Beep Beep Beep...
Dang, is it 7:30 AM already. I reach over and tap my alarm clock, shutting off the infernal thing. Sitting up, I stretch my arms above my head, then glance around my room. The morning daylight makes my silver and gold painted room shine and I love it.
I throw my legs off the bed and stand, then head over to my closet to grab something to wear. The door creaks as it opens, showing off it's age, and I face my almost bare closet. The reason there's not much in it is because the rest is packed away for my trip.
Ahhhh...three weeks in the Florida Keys, about 2,000 miles from here in no man's land Colorado (the miles are a guess, so it may be more?). I can't even believe mom is letting me go. It took 2 months of begging, threats, and bambi eyes from not only me, but Aunt Angel and Aunt Nudge as well (it's nice when my Aunts take my side). Mom is still totally not happy about me going and I know she's going to worry me to death today, but since I'm leaving in about 2 hours I don't really care.
I grab out a dark blue tee and some jeans then head to my private bathroom. I strip then jump into the shower, loving the feeling of hot water on my skin. I kinda lose myself in a shower because it seemed like only 5 minutes had gone by when the water ran cold, but it had probably been like 20. Stepping out, I dry off, dress, and start running a brush through my hair. I stare into the mirror at my reflection and do a quick once over. I'm not sure why I do it. I think it stems from having a paranoid mother.
Lets see...
Oval face- Check
Lean, birdkid body- Check
Hazel eyes- Check
Tan, kind of olive tone skin- Check
Black hair (with weird natural blonde streak)- Check
I set down my brush and shake my shoulders a bit, releasing my black and white tipped wings.
Awesomely cool wings- Check
"Scarlett!" Aunt Angel screams through the bathroom door.
"What!" I scream back. You be amazed how much screaming has gone on here in the last couple months.
"Breakfast is ready!"
"Did Mom cook it?"
"No I didn't you smart tail! But if you don't come out in the next 2 minutes I may throw yours out and you can go hungry!" I hear mom say from down the hall probably. She has been sooo overly dramatic this week.
I open the door and step out. My Aunt is perched on my bed.
"You love me too much to make me go hungry right mommy!" I yell toward the hall. Aunt Angel rolls her eyes at me. She stands up and walks towards me.
"She loves you babe, you know that, but I wouldn't pull any crap with your Mom today. She's about one click from canceling your trip right now."
I sigh and roll my eyes now, then head for the kitchen with Aunt Angel behind me. Walking in, I find Mom, Dylan, Aunt Nudge, Jamie, and Uncle Gazzy all crowded around the table. Uncle Iggy is facing the stove where he's scrambling some eggs...my favorite!
I walk over to Uncle Iggy. "Morning" I say. Uncle Iggy smiles and hands me a plate full of food.
"Morning Scar" He answers. I smile and sit down at the table inbetween my mom and Jamie. Jamie smiles up at me, his pale blue eyes shining. I rub his curly dark brown hair and smile back.
"Moaning" Jamie says in his cute 3 year old slur.
"Morning to you too." I answer, then look over at mom.
"Morning sweetie" Mom says, pecking my head, "Did you finally decide to leave the comfort of your bathroom?" I hear the slight sarcasm in her voice so I smile and chuckle.
"Hey, it's totally your fault I love a shower so much." Mom smiles, shakes her head, and returns to her breakfast. Aunt Nudge then starts up.
"Sooo, are you super excited for your trip Scar? I bet you can't wait. I'm going to miss you so much! We all are! I hope you have a great time, but not too great. I mean we want you to come back!" I smile and nod through my Aunt's constant chatter.
"Honey.." Uncle Iggy says while placing a hand on his wife's shoulder. "She's leaving for 3 weeks, not 3 years." Aunt Nudge stops and blushes slightly, but I see my mom flinch a little out of the corner of my eye. I can tell she's worried about me going so long without her with me. I place my hand on her forearm under the table.
"Come on mom! I'll be back before ya know it!" I smile at her. Her smile is weak, and I see what Aunt Angel means about her being one click from canceling me from going.
I told you Aunt Angel repeats in my mind.
Hey! Out of my head! I tell her playfully and she chuckles from across the table. Mom glances at her and raises her eyebrows. Aunt Angel waves her off mouthing 'Nothing'. Mom doesn't look very convinced but drops it for now.
If you want me to stay out you need to keep those blocks up she thinks to me. I roll my eyes at her.
I know, I just forgot...
You always forget babe and with that she left my head alone and I quickly threw up the mental block my mom taught me to do.
If you haven't figured it out, my Aunt Angel is like my best friend. She's only like 7 years older than me so we just kind of understand each other...as long as she stays out of my head. Hence the mental block taught by mom.
"So when's your plane leavin'?" Uncle Gazzy asks, his mouth full of bacon.
"9:15" I answer. "What time is it?"
Uncle Gazzy looks at the watch on his wrist. "Better hurry and eat then, it's 8:35"
"What!" I gasp and stand up from the table. "I'm suppose to be at the airport at 9:00!"
Mom and Dylan both stand. "Lets go then" Mom answers, picking up her plate.
For the next 10 minutes everyone rushes around, helping me load my two suitcases into the back of Dylan's Jeep. After a couple minutes of rushed hugs and goodbye's, Mom, Dylan and I all pile into the Jeep and speed off toward the small airstrip about 10 miles away.
It will be nice to get away from here for a while. I never get to leave, even when all the rest of my family goes to destroy Itex buildings and do mom's 'save the world' thing. They always make me stay and 'guard the house'. Please, what a lame excuse, mom is such a worry wart about me. I mean, come on. I'm 17 years old.
I look out the window to my left about 5 minutes later and see the airstrip just over the hill. I feel excitement building up in my stomach. I glance over at Mom and Dylan in the front seats and see Dylan holding Mom's hand. I raise an eyebrow but don't really think much of it. They've been on and off for like 10 years now. They never ever get past the whole hand holding thing before Mom breaks it off and they act all strange. I know Dylan's not my dad. In fact, I have no idea who is. Mom just gets all weird acting when ever I brought it up when I was little so I just don't ask anymore.
We park, then head into the terminal and find where I'm suppose to go. We set my luggage in the loading dock and I turn to hug my mom, hard. We pull back and mom has one small tear running down her cheek. She quickly wipes it away though.
"I'm gonna miss you baby. Please remember to call home okay. If you need anything or just need me to come get you. Got it." Mom says.
"I got it mom. I'll miss you too. But I'll be back in like, no time" I hope it drags a little though I wish quietly to myself.
Dylan then comes and gives me a tight hug. I hug back and he lets me go but leaves a hand on my shoulder.
"See you soon kid. Have a good time." He smiles. I try to nicely shrug his hand off though, it feels kind of weird sometimes how hard he tries to be my dad. 'Cause he's not.
"Yeah, I will." I grab my carry on backpack and head into line. I turn and wave at Mom and Dylan's retreating figures real quick.
Time to face some serious me time. Maybe I'll have my own adventure...Yeah right.
Please tell me what you thought! I tried to keep Max in character but it still was probably OOC. Sorry!
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Elizem17
