Summer Love

WHY?!?!

Heyyyyy new chapter!

Izzy's P.O.V :) 

  I started packing my bags with stuff that was absolutely vital to me living; My ipod, my phone, my book and the most important....NUTELLA! Since my old suitcase ripped, i had to use my brothers. I swear Kevin has no sense of taste, but it would have to do. I grabbed my bags and drove to Kathy's house. "Ready?" She asked. "Noooo I'm not which is why I brought my bags packed here." I said. She rolled her eyes and smiled. Her dad volunteered to drive us  to the airport. "Now girls, are you sure you will be ok?" He asked. "Mr. Edgimmer you worry too much!" I said. "Don't worry dad, We'll be fine. Ill make sure I put Izzy's leash on her." Kathy said. I playfully punched her and laughed. "You girls grow up so fast!" Mr. Edgimmer said. We laughed and said "We know" 

   When we finally got on the airplane, I put on my headphones and let the music sink in and I fell asleep. By the time I woke up it was time to eat. "What food do they have?" I asked Katherine. "Airplane food" she said not taking her eyes of her magazine. I stared at her until she looked up from her magazine. "What?!?!" she said. I shook my head and went on instagram. Oooh 5 new followers! Whoop whoop! I followed them back and then the food came. It was in a tray and it didn't seem bad...so i tried it. It wasn't that bad, but not as good as nutella. Katherine gobbled the whole thing! The only good thing about the food was that it had chocolate with it. Mmmmm! after a few more hours, we FINALLY reached the airport!

 Katherine called her dad like she promised and I went to get our bags from the conveyer belt. "The bags may have gotten a  bit mixed uo on the way, so please take with caution." said they person standing there. I nodded and got Katherines bag and gave it to her. Then I went to get mine. "Hurry Isabelle! Our cab is here!" Kathy yelled. I groaned and grabbed the bag and left as fast as I could. We got in the cab and looked out the window to point at the amazing sights. London was much cleaner than New York!

  When we finally got in the house, i went upstairs to unpack. I put it on the bed and then I realized...IT WASN'T MY SUITCASE! HOLY CARP NO! "KATHYYYYYY!!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. She came in with a base ball bat (whats it with baseball bats these days?) "what?!?!?" she said. "THATS NOT MY SUITCASE." i said. "are you serious?" Katherine said. "No i would lie that my precious nutella has been taken, OF COURSE IM NOT LYING." I yelled with my hands flapping all over the place. "Okay Okay! Calm down, look there is a number on the suitcase, call it and explain what happened." she said. I sighed and grabbed my phone. It rang three times before a deep voice answered. "Hello?" They said in a brittish accent. "Hi!" I said. "Um who is this?" they said confused. "This is Isabelle, um is this Mr. Davidson?" I said reading the name on the suitcase. Then the person coughed, and changed his voice, "Uh, yes this is Mr. Davidson. What is the issue?" "Uhh....I think our suitcases got switched. I have your suit case and You probably have mine." I said. There was a pause and i guessed he  went to check the suit case. when he came back, he said "Why yes, I do have your suit case. Is there anyway that I can drop it off to you?" I looked outside and spotted a cafe. "Can you meet me at the True Cafe?" I said. "....sure, ok I will come at 5:00 is that ok?" he asked. "Sure! Meet ya there!" I said hanging up. 

     I told Kathy what happened and she said that she couldn't make it so I would have to go by myself which I was fine with. OK so first day in London and already a adventure! whoop whoop! But this 'Mr. Davidson' does seem a bit weird...