Adventures in the U.K

Chapter 2 - We Have a Problem

Clary's P.O.V

"We have a problem." Damien told me after he spoke to a manager about something.

"What?" I ask standing up.

"We aren't in California."

"Of course not, we're in Florida, going to Disney World." Where has he been for the last month since we started talking about it?

"No Clary, we were suppose to go to California to go to Disney LAND. But we're not there." He said looking really worried.

"Well then where are we?"

"The U.K."

"What?" I asked shock. How did this happen? I swear I saw my mom... Now that I think about it, the dress did look a little different... Oh shit.

I pull out my phone and realize I have 10 missed calls from Damien's parents, my dad and 30 missed calls and texts from my mom. I call my mom as fast as I can.

(Clary=C mom=M)

"Mom?" C

"Honey? Oh my gosh, are you ok? What happened, are you guys alright?" M

"Yes mom, me and Damien are fine. We got on the wrong plane." C

"We've been trying to get a hold of you guys for 4 or 5 hours. Where are you?" M

"The U.K." C

"As in the United Kingdom U.K.?" M

"Yeah, I'm sorry mom, it's all my fault. I thought I saw you guys go through the hall to the plane but I guess I saw someone else. It's all my fault." C

"No it's not, it's fine. Just stay see if you can catch a flight here, you can use my bank card." M

"Ok thanks mom, love." C

We hung up after she gave me her card number and me and Damien went to the ticket desk.

"We need 2 tickets to Orange County, California. Or somewhere close to Disney Land."

The lady looked at us over her computer screen. "And how old are you?"

"I'm 16 and he's 17."

"I'm sorry, but you need to be 18 or older to order a ticket, or you need parental agreement." The lady said looking back at her computer.

"But we do have parental guidance, we were traveling with our family to Disney Land when we got on the wrong flight. Please, I just want to be back with my family." I begged the lady. I didn't want to be here without my mom.

She looked at use for another minute before her face filled with compassion. "Ok, let me look." She typed away on her computer for another minute before her forehead crinkled. "I'm sorry, all flights going to California have been canceled over a major storm in the area."

"How are we going to get to them?" I asked Damien beside me.

He rubbed my back an looked at the lady. "Is there any nice but cheap hotels near, if so could you tell us where it is and contact us when there's a flight available?"