The Meyers' Estate

Chapter 8

I woke up multiple times during the long flight but I still slept for the majority of it, as did Deron.

Around what my phone said was 10 a.m. we were both awake at the same time and decided to watch a movie on my laptop. He really wanted to watch Aladin for some reason and he had brought it along with him. So we watched Aladin and pigged out on peanuts and coke.

A couple hours later I woke up and Deron was still sleeping. His head was on my lap and he was curled up in his chair.

I pulled a blanket over him and patted his back soothingly.

I had never been around kids that much, but for some reason they still love me. Most kids were cute, but some were just plan annoying.

About 11 hours later we finally arrived at Croyden Airport in London, England.

Once we landed I said goodbye to Deron and his family and got off of the plane. I texted both Brittany and Danny I had landed safely before looking around and trying to find the baggage claim. Once I find that I can start looking for the boy who is supposed to be picking me up, Paul's son Alex.

I noticed two rather good looking boys at me and decided to go ask them where it was.

"Excuse me, but do you happen to know where the baggage claim is?"

"The what?" One of them asked in an oh-so-perfect English accent

"Baggage claim, you know, where you pick up your bags from?" The boy was taller than me and had sandy-blonde hair that fell just above his bright blue eyes. He was fit, definitely, and had a few freckles over his nose. He was wearing tan shorts and a white Hollister t-shirt.

"Oh. Yeah Isaac and I can show you where it is." He winked at his friend, who I'm guessing is Isaac, and he rolled his eyes.

Issac was definitely more my type. He had dark brown wavy hair that was slightly tousled and fell just before his eyes, like the other boy's. He was taller than me also and his eyes were a bright, almost electric, shade of green. They were the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. He was fit, like the other boy, and wearing dark wash jeans and a white polo.

I followed the two boys around a bunch of corners and to finally what looked like the baggage claim.

"Which one is yours?" The boy asked me.

"Oh, um," I looked around for my three huge suitcases. "Those dark burgundy ones."

"All three?" He laughed

"Yes."

"Wow." Him and Isaac grabbed my suitcases and set them down for me.

"So are you alone here?" Isaac asked

"Yeah, I'm supposed to be looking for someone though who is picking me up."

"Are you a tourist?" The first boy asked

"No, I'm moving here actually."

"All by yourself? You look no older than us, and we're only 16." He said

"I'm moving in with a, uh- family friend. What about you two?"

"Oh we're supposed to be picking someone up who's moving in with us. She was on the same flight as you I think."

"Oh really? What's her name?"

"Abby Taylor." I choked on the water I was drinking and laughed. "What?" He looked at me confusedly as well as Isaac.

"Oh um, I meant wh-what does she look like? I might've seen her." I couldn't help the smile on my face.

"Well that's the thing, um, we don't know."