Chapter 3
Matt was awoken from his sleep, by the plane touching down on the runway
in Denver. Rubbing his eyes, he sat up and looked at Amy and his brother. He
noticed that Amy was still reading, but now it was a different book, and she
had her Walkman on. From what he could make out, she was listening to Limp
Bizkit. He turned his attention to Jeff, who had gotten bored with drawing, and
was now writing poetry. He was, however, still eating skittles. Matt stretched
and yawned, before pulling Amy's headphones off her head.
"Hey!" she exclaimed, "Oh, Matt, it's only you."
"Yup. We just landed, that must be a pretty good book if you didn't notice," said Matt, grinning at her, before reaching over her head and taking Jeff's headphones off him. Jeff didn't notice. Matt sighed in disbelief, Amy elbowed Jeff in the side.
"Ow!" he yelped in surprise, "Amy, what was that for?" he complained, rubbing his sore ribs.
"We're in Denver. Time to get off the plane Jeff." explained Amy gently.
"Oh, okay!" said Jeff, tossing his book, pen and Walkman into his bag and jumping out of his seat. Matt and Amy shook their heads in disbelief and slowly followed Jeff off the plane.
"It should be in the parking lot. What kind of car is it anyway Matt?" asked Jeff.
"A corvette, because I'm driving it. It's booked in my name. I told Vince to make sure of that." replied Matt as he found the valet with their keys.
"It's the blue corvette, right over there sir." said the valet as he handed Matt the keys.
"Thanks a lot." said Matt, handing the valet a five-dollar bill.
"Come one you two. I want to get to the hotel" said Amy, leading the way to the car.