Boarding Mistery

Chapter Three

- Ladies and Gentlemen. May I have your attention please? The captain has turned on the seatbelt sign. Please return to your seats and turn off all electronic devices as we prepare for landing. - I took off my headphones and smiled. We're here. I nudged James in the ribs. He slept through the entire flight.

- Wake up! We're here J! - he just snorted and continued sleeping. How could he?! We were in LONDON for crying out loud! I looked outside the window. The snow was as white as I imagined it. The cars and the people looked like ants from up here. I could smell the London breeze and feel the British air. The plane finally stopped and the captain turned off the seatbelt sign.

- You're creeping me out. Stop smiling. Its...creepy - I rolled my eyes at James, who had a sleepy look on his face, still.

- Get up James! People are stepping out already! Come on! - after a few seconds he jumped up and we left the plane, Dad and May right behind us. We went through security, grabbed our bags and waited for a cab.

- Where to mates? - I felt my heart jump inside me as I Heard the cab driver's accent. It was more perfect than I imagined it would be!

- Shakespeare Residences, please. Its 10 minutes from the London Eye I believe? - James asked the driver. My mouth dropped open.

- Yes. It is.- the driver replied. J nodded.

- We're going to live in Shakespeare's house?! - I asked in astonishment.

- What? No! - he laughed - That's the name of the neighborhood.

- Its very new. Beautiful too. You're very lucky. - the driver commented.

- Actually...my friend Collin is. I met him while I was on a business trip here, a while ago. My father and I were thinking about moving back then so I accidentally told him--

- Accidentaly? Really? - I told him.

- --and he told me about these residences. They are this new project his Dad's working on. He hadn't found any customers and was very eager of showing me the place around. It's nice. You'll love it Ash. Its Shakespeare inspired - I giggled.

- Oh I know I will. I dont even have to see it. I mean...it's named after Shakespeare. It's got to be cool, like everyting in this country - the cab driver laughed.

- Big fan of London 'ey? - he asked still laughing.

- You have no idea - May told him and eyed me weirdly. Ever since I was her age, maybe younger, I dreamed of coming to this place. Ever since the Harry Potter movies I fell in love with Brits...and their accents of course. Since the HP movies a lot of Brits have enamored me, take Andrew Garfield for example, he's a hottie with a hot accent and a hot body. Its not my fault is it? Anyways, yes, im obsessed with all kinds of British stuff, like the buses with two floors and the Royal Family of course. Its fascinating.

- So. Your first time here? - the cab driver asked me

- Unfortunately yes, I dont know why you guys didnt think about moving here sooner! - James and Dad rolled their eyes. The cab driver smiled.

- Stop it. It's annoying - May whispered to me. I ignored her and rested against the comfy seat to look outside. We were miles away from The London Eye according to the driver, so I still have some time to watch the city. There weren't much cars, which surprised me, and the few of them used the wrong side of the road to drive. I remember reading about that in Modern Civilization class once. Everything we do, they do the opposite. We drink coffee, they drink tea, our drive wheel is on the left side, their's on the right side. Everything is completely the opposite. They still have a Royal Family, we have a corrupt president.