AN: I DO NOT OWN EITHER VAMPIRE KNIGHT OR TWILIGHT. THEY BELONG TO THEIR CREATORS.
Chapter 3
I stood at the door to Charlie's house waiting for him to lock it.
We had all of our bags in the taxi so that we could just get in and go to Seattle.
"Done," he said putting the key under the pot on the porch. "Let's go."
With that we got in and started our journey to the airport.
AT THE AIRPORT
The drive was quiet as no one said anything.
Upon entering the airport, I spotted all of my human acquaintances saying goodbye to their crying parents.
Mr. Jones came over to us. "Our tickets have been printed out," he said. "All we have to do is check in our baggage and get onto the plane." He held up the said tickets.
"Why do we get onto the plane straight away?" Mike asked. "Don't you usually have to wait before getting on?"
"Normally you have to yes. But as we are such a big group going to the same place, the academy's headmaster had thought that it would me a good idea to send one of their private jets so we don't have to fight with the bus and everyone else."
Everyone cheered as they heard this. That is, everyone but the Cullens. They just looked like someone had killed their cat.
Angela noticed this too and leaned closer to me. "Why do you think they look like that?" she asked.
"They're probably sad because I broke up with Edward last night," I replied.
"Maybe. But why did you?"
"He was just to controlling for my liking."
"Okay."
Mr. Brown, the principle, stepped forward. "I expect you to all be on your best behaviour," he started. "I shall be the one who looks at your tickets and tell you your seat number so that where we are going remains a secret until we land."
Everyone groaned in annoyance but reluctantly agreed anyway. "Now let's go."
So we all lined up and waited our turn to get on.