House of Tests Part 1

This chapter includes some French so you can use Google Translator to translate the text.

Eddie's POV

We were inside Stansted Airport. Hundreds wait... thousands of people where boarding aeroplanes and buying a load of snacks and usable things for their flight. Patricia was long ago sleeping, her head resting on my shoulder.

"Flight 1:15am departing at Paris Le Bourget Airport, Buisness Class please board your plane in five minutes!" called out the person in the microphone.

"Wake up, Patricia, wake up!" I shook her vigorously. Nothing- she didn't wake up. This was a perfect time to kiss her. I leaned close to her. And closer...

"Eddie! Go have a mint!" shouted Patricia, waking up in a sudden.

I pulled away. "So close!" I dragged her out of her seat and we ran to give the lady our ticket. We then quickly ran through the boarding corridor and got on the plane. From the looks of it, this £2000 short honeymoon looked awesome.

On the Plane

Patricia's POV

This French man just puked in an old ladies purse after eating an oyster. Then a little child called me hot. Can't he see my ring? Lol. Anyway, I stuffed my face with French fries and Chicken. Well, I hadn't realised it was actually frogs legs but, now I know, I just keep calling it chicken to avoid myself throwing it up. Besides, who wants to know about frogs at 2am in the morning?

"Je t'aime," said Eddie in his seductive, alluring voice in mid sleep, smiling at me, so I sussed out it meant I love you.

"Well, Je t'aime to you too." I said in a quirky voice, sighing.

"Really, Patricia. I splash a lot of money on a luxurious honeymoon and all you can do is give a poor attempt at French? Come on be more romant-." I stopped him by a soft, long kiss- gross breath or no gross breath.

"It's like you took the words out of my mouth, simply by a gorgeous kiss."

"UGGH! Will you ever shut up Eddie?" I told him, getting kind of sick of his mouthing. To be honest, it is actually me that does the "yacking" but today it's him!

"We are landing at Paris Le Bourget Airport in three minutes- first class boards first, followed by business class and economy." Told the pilot. Then a woman spoke in a authentic voice into the microphone.

"Nous atterrissons à l'aéroport du Bourget à trois planches minutes-première classe première, suivie par la classe affaires et de l'économie."

"That means exactly what the pilot said. Just translated for the French people on the train.

"Ok!" I said. We were soon allowed of off the plane. We collected our luggage and departed the airport.

"So where are we staying. By the way, Eddie Miller est le mari le plus brillant qu'une fille pourrait jamais avoir et il est si beau!"

"Oui, oui il est. And, we are staying at a five star country house located," he checked his map with one hand in his biker jacket and scarf. Not a very good match, Amber would say. "Well it's a ten minute walk but let's take a cab, just for the fun of it, regardless the fact that we were driven to Stansted by a retard. Well at least half the way."

"Whatever." We waved at the taxi and got in putting our bags and suitcases in the boot. This time, the taxi driver seemed sensible and friendly.

Meanwhile at the house

KT'S POV

"Have you noticed that the house's atmosphere seems to be dull when Mr and Mrs Sweet aren't around." Grunted Fabian.

"Dude, the houses atmosphere is always boring." Chuckled Jerome.

"Where are they anyway?" echoed the whole house.

"Oh, they took off to France for a honeymoon in romantic Paris." I told them remembering my silly remark after Eddie had woke me up. To believe I actually once had a crush on him.

"WHAT!" they all echoed.

"Hmm, we'll see about that." Jerome whispered

Today's question for the review box

Do you think?

Jerome is keeping a secret that needs to be told

Jerome will trash Peddie's honeymoon by getting the house to travel to Paris

He will do something silly because he has never been on holiday.