The next morning didn’t get any better. Clara was still in bed at eleven o’clock even though she scheduled the plane to leave at noon from the airport that was thirty minutes away.
“Did you pack your toothbrush?” Carrie asked nervously over my shoulder. When we told her that we were flying to a different country she freaked out.
“Yes. And sweat shirts, jeans, capris, shorts, t-shirts, and pajamas. We’ll be fine Carrie.” I said soothingly, trying to jam everything that I needed for the week into only two suitcases.
Clara’s suitcases were already neatly packed and at the front door, and she had called mom and dad early this morning before going to bed.
As I dragged my full suitcases down the stairs I saw Odessa and Brennen walking up the side walk.
I opened the door and I peered out. “Morning guys!” I called out, pushing the door open more as they walked into the house, their suitcases in hand.
“Thanks for coming Brennen.” I said sincerely. If Clara hadn’t told mom and dad that there was a legal adult going with us, then they’d probably not have let us go.
Brennen gave me a smile. “No problem. I’m all for helping a damsel in distress.” He said winking at me.
“Who’s in distress?” Clara called from at the top of the stairs. Somehow, she had managed to get ready in minutes and still look like she had taken hours.
She was sporting a neon orange hoodie and black sweatpants, her dark black hair pulled back into a messy ponytail, and a matching orange headband. I, on the other hand, wore some navy blue sweatpants and a blue cardigan, not even bothering to tame my knotted brown hair.
Odessa still looked as wide awake as she did early this morning. “Are we leaving now?” She chirped as Carrie walked down the stairs.
“What am I going to do without you guys?” Carrie asked, pretending to wipe away a tear.
“Take some time for yourself, make some new friends, or go visit your family.” Clara suggested. Carrie shrugged.
“Take some time for myself it is then.” She replied, chuckling.
“The limo is here.” Brennen said, staring out the window. I picked up my bags and turned to Carrie.
“You all have your passports, right?” She asked. Everyone nodded.
“Good. Your father said that he made some calls so, you shouldn’t have to go through a hassle.” Carrie said, patting my shoulder.
“Well, let’s get this show on the road.” Odessa said, walking back out of the door.
“Bye Carrie!” I said, walking out behind Odessa.
“Bye sweetie! Don’t let Clara go shopping while you’re there!” Carrie called out behind me.
I giggled and walked out to the pearly white limo. The chauffer took our bags and put them in the trunk while we both climbed into the car.
The cool black leather touched my already chilly hands and sent goose bumps up and down my arms. Odessa scooted all the way to the very back and I sat next to her.
I pulled out my iPod and my knotted headphones from my pocket. I powered on my iPod and plugged in my headphones to it, sticking them in my ears as Clara and Brennen entered the limo.
Clara was laughing at something he said and I felt Odessa shaking with laughter as well.
I pressed play and instantly a flood of music filled my head. I closed my eyes as the limo pulled out of the drive way.
YOU ARE READING
The Last Emerald
Teen FictionAll Callista Ramirez wanted to do on her two week Thanksgiving break was sleep in and read a good book. Her twin sister Clara had other ideas. An accident on Black Friday, the biggest shopping day in the world, causes Clara to spend 2.9 million doll...