𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆

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I realized I've never been on a plane before, but now I know I'll surely never go on one of these things ever again. first of all, it was night, and every small movement that the plane did, made me jump, I was gripping the seat the whole time, I also kept my eyes closed, tried desperatly to fall asleep, but there was too much going on. At some point, Mr. Bryant even sked me if I needed to throw up from how pale I looked. When we arrived there it was pretty late, we were all basically dead from exhaustion, I could barely walk properly and looked drunk, but at least we finally got there, even if it was for not even a full day. 

We woke up late, when we got up and left our hotel room, somehow the the teachers were already up and didn't look tired at all, I really didn't know how that was even possible, they must have used magic, there was no other explaination. We ate quickly and left the building as soon as we were over, while we were walking around the city, the teachers couldn't stop talking, I tried to to listen to their conversation but I couldn't even understand the subject, it was the most boring walk of my life. Callie was getting annoyed too, so we decided to leave them alone and explore by ourselves, it's not like they're going to lose us, we have our Gods beside us. We walk down the streets and talk about whatever comes up to our mind, I jumped when Anubis spoke to me, I forgot that he could talk to me now.

Isaac, they are searching for you, return to where you came from, they think they have found the portray.

«Really? Callie, they found the portray, we should go back
«I know, she told me the same.»
She looked up to her right and we went back to where we left the teachers, they looked concerned, like they weren't so sure of who they found. 
«Where did you two go? It's something important, we're not doing this for fun, you shouldn't go around like that without telling us first.»

Professor Bennett scolded us, but she didn't sound upset, it was more like she was worried. 
«But you kept talking so we obviously got bored and...»
Mr. Bryant shot me a warning look, and Callie made me stop with an elbow on my arm.
«We're sorry.»

The woman sighed and told us to follow them. We ended up in a strange looking street, there was definetly something up with this. There were many trees, there wasn't a sound, and just a few people, but one in particular caught our eye, a girl who was looking down on her phone, probably chatting, that had to be the portray we were looking for. Our teachers were the first to go up to her, then we followed close. I wondered how she was feeling, seeing four people coming up to her suddently. She had a consfused expression on her face, and looked like she was about to run for her life, as she lowered the phone she was holding. 

«Hi, sorry, are you Quinn Kennedy?»
Her confused face morphed into a suspicious one, her eys scanning each one of us with her eyebrows furrowed. She hesitated before responding.
«I am, who are you? What do you want from me?»
She looked like she was about to panic, I could hear her breath getting faster. Mr. Bryant noticed it too and quickly tried to calm her down and reassure her.
«Calm down, we're not going to hurt you or anything, I'm Benedict Bryant, she's Alice Bennett, we're friends with your father. Where is he?»
She stayed silent before answering, looking down.

«My father died eight years ago.»

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