Here we go... I'm sure you want to keep reading! :P Remeber to check out my other story, Fire and Ice. This chapter is mainly for fun; you should get a few laughs out of it.
Chapter 3: The Weather Turns Against Me
I looked at the plane, and couldn't step on board. I had already bought my ticket to Brooklyn with the debit card my parents had given me, but I was quickly changing my mind at the thought of flying to New York.
Something in the pit of my stomach told me that I needed to stay on the ground, or else something horrible would happen. I tried to dismiss the thought, but the horrible, cold grip of fear still held on to my heart. Regardless of my fears, I got swept away in the shuffling crowd of people that filed onto the plane.
On the plane, I cautiously sat down on my seat next to the window. Looking out the window helped ease my stomach because it reminded me that there was, indeed, a ground. Just as I started to relax, we took off.
I'm pretty sure that everyone in the plane thinks I'm insane since I screamed at the top of my lungs as soon as we left the ground. Once we were in the sky, I rolled into the fetal position in my seat, murmuring like an idiot to myself that the chances of us crashing were extremely slim. I almost believed myself when I looked out the window at the Mississippi River. But of course, things could never be that easy.
The plane shook as a blast of wind pounded against the side. "I'm sorry, passengers; we are experiencing a little turbulence. Please buckle your seatbelts," the pilot said over the loudspeakers.
Everyone else must have been frequent fliers, because they just buckled up and continued on their merry way. I, on the other hand, freaked like it was the end of the world. Glancing out the window, I saw massive storm heads rolling towards us. Lightning cracked open the black procession as the puny plane began to sway.
The other passengers seemed to be oblivious to the storm, but I watched in terror as the storm's forces rocked the plane. And the worst part was, it felt like it was directed towards me.
Thunder boomed, but it sounded more like an outraged roar than, well, thunder. "JJJoCKsONNN!" the thunder seemed to roar. Lightning ignited within the storm head directed itself towards the plane. I braced for impact.
Just when I expected the worst, the wind stopped in its tracts, literally. The wind faltered away like it was confused. It just wasn't natural. What kind of storm aims all of its forces at you then fades out. Even then, the storm didn't seem like it was building enough force to crash the plane. The worst part was, the other passengers were barely fazed. I mean, they knew that there was a storm, but they obviously weren't paying much attention to it because they were completely calm. Either they were too calm or I really am psycho.
When we landed in New York, you can bet your butt that I was the first one off of that death trap. I grabbed my bags, ran out, and sank to my knees, kissing the ground repeatedly and yelling hallelujah. People stared at me like I was insane, but I was used to that already.
I looked up to see combat boots. As I stood up, I realized that there was a girl, who looked about 14, with caramel hair with a bright purple streak in it. Her skin was fair, but looked like it was developing a tan. She wore jeans with a gaping hole on her right knee with her combat boots, and a white t-shirt that read "Tickle me and face my fury". Rich blue eyes stared at me in shock. "Are you Callie?" she asked.
Feeling embarrassed at my little show, I brushed the dirt off my light blue jeans and reached out my hand. "Yes, I'm Callie Darrells, and you are…?"
"Sadie. Sadie Kane," she said briskly, "I'll be taking you to the Brooklyn House." She paused, looking like she was considering something. "You aren't afraid of heights are you?" she asked hesitantly, glancing back at the spot I kissed the ground.
After thinking about my plane-freak-out, I decided I was, indeed, not ready to leave the ground anytime soon. "Maybe…" I slowly replied.
Sadie bit her lip. "Maybe you might want to close your eyes on the way there," she suggested as she lead me away from the airport.
"Why?" I asked nervously as we rounded a corner into an empty street. I thought nervously about what she might think of me, being afraid of stupid heights when she had gone head to head with Apophis, being one of the great Kane's.
Sadie laughed awkwardly, and then whistled loudly. "Freak!" she called. Why in the world did she just yell "freak"?
All of a sudden, a brown mass swooped out of the sky and landed in the alley. A sinking feeling rose in my gut as I stared up at the griffin, hitched to an Egyptian-style boat. Sadie turned around and smiled nervously for me. "It'll only take five minutes," she promised.
Giving up, I threw my bag onto the boat and leaped over the rail. "Get it over with," I groaned.
Sadie crossed two fingers over her heart and raised her other hand and smiled. "It'll be over before you know it," she swore. She hopped in after me and yelled, "Go Freak!" to the griffin.
"FREAK!" he replied as he beat his hummingbird wings and carried the boat into the sky. I guessed that's why they called him Freak.
I clutched the rails so tightly my knuckles turned white, but I willed myself not to freak out. However, I still glanced towards the sky, expecting the storm to come back. To stop myself, I looked over at Sadie. Despite being younger than me, she had an air of understanding and power. I was taller than her by about two inches taller than her, but I was strangely intimidated by her.
We landed with a jolt on the roof of a building on the Hudson River. "Here we are!" Sadie announced as she unhitched Freak from the boat.
She led me inside and pointed to the room that I will be staying in. "Meet me outside in the main room after you unpack, so we can figure out your path," Sadie said as she hurried off.
I looked inside, dragging my bag in behind me. A terrace that overlooked the river was connected to my room by a big glass sliding door. The bed was white, and so were the wooden desk and nightstand that were back against the wall. There was a small closet and dresser, and the walls were a light blue. It wasn't much, but it still felt homey.
After I unpacked, I found my way the main room. A few toddlers sat on the floor coloring, while a monkey sat on the couch watching basketball and munching on Cheetos. Sadie looked up at me and smiled. "Now, let's find your path."
Did anyone guess who exactly Callie is by now? Hmmm... o_O Review and show me your thoughts!