Chapter 25 - The Getaway Vehicle Is A Jet

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A week has passed since Ty, Calibur, and I have been staying in California at Calibur's house.

Nothing much has happened. This whole trip was for the coach and student to get along and know each other so things could run more smoothly during rehearsals and all that stuff we will need to be doing together.

Ty has been going in and out of the house to give Calibur and I some time to bond.

I don't really see a point in it. We have already known each other since I have arrived to the contestant's house. Which isn't much but its more than any other contestant on the show this year.

He still calls me princess and I still think he's a stupid, arrogant butt head that makes me want to pull my hair out constantly.

"Princess," talking about the devil and he shall appear.

"What do you want Calibur," I shouted through my closed bedroom door.

I was lazily lounging around my room in my Marvel pjs, watching the Iron Man trilogy on tv.

"Where are you," Calibur asked, shouting back.

I rolled my eyes before shaking my head. How could he be so stupid?

"In my room!" I waited for his response but got none.

I clicked play on my tv screen to get the movie playing again when someone barreled into my room. I jumped on my spot on my bed looking towards the door just to see a frantic looking Calibur.

"What happened," I asked confused why he was panting heavily.

"They found us." He said in between breaths. "Pack your bags. We are to leave in a couple minutes. The sooner the better. Now hurry." He rushed out my room, I'm guessing to go pack himself.

I pushed myself off the queen bed I lay comfortably on a second ago. I changed out of my Marvel pajama pants and t-shirt, switching them for Barry Allen's S.T.A.R. Laboratory sweatshirt, grey sweat pants, and white converse.

I quickly gathered my stuff from the drawers, the closet, and the bathroom. I was ready to leave after fifteen minutes.

I know it wasn't fast like Calibur wanted but I had a lot to pack.

I strapped my backpack on my back, slung my duffel bags over my shoulders. Once I checked that I didn't leave anything behind, I rolled my suitcase out of the room and down to the living room to wait for Cal and Ty to finish their packing.

"Princess, you ready?" Cal asked as he descended the stairs, watching his steps as he carried his things down.

He was wearing a black tank top that showed his muscular arms, black pants, black Nike shoes, with a black snap back on his head. He didn't look bad to be honest.

Wait! What am up thinking?! No he looks terrible. Yes. Terrible.

"Yeah," I yelped when suddenly a bag was thrown over the railing from the second floor, making a loud thunding noise as it hit the dark wooded floor.

I looked up to see Ty ready to swing another bag overboard. This time I didn't freak out as much but I still jumped a bit.

"Ok, let's go." Cal pulled me by my arm, tugging me towards the door.

I kept looking back at Ty throwing things down.

"What about Ty," I asked Calibur as he unlocked the car, stuffing his things in the back seat. I copied him then took a seat in the front.

"He's going to catch up later." Was all he said as he pulled out of his drive way.

"Where are we going," I asked after a while on the road and nobody saying anything.

"Gosh darn it," he hit the stirring wheel with the palm of his hand. "I knew we forgot something." He reached into his pants pocket, pulling out his cellphone.

"Here." He thrusted the tiny object at me after fumbling with it, demanding me to take it.

"What, why?" I frantically took it so he wouldn't be distracted and make us crash.

"I already turned it on. Now, all you have to do is look up Ty's number in my contacts." I quickly did as he said, the bright screen light blindly shinning into my eyes.

"What now?"

"Dial him and put him on speaker so I could speak with him." I pushed the dial button and in seconds the phone was ringing.

"Hello," Ty answered.

"Ty, it's Calibur."

"No du. I saw your name before answering stupid. Now tell me what you want or I'm hanging up. I have yet to leave in a couple before they arrive."

"Where are we going to go? I forgot to ask sooner."

"Don't worry. I understand, stupid. I shouldn't have been so harsh." Ty said in a calmer voice.

"So why are you still calling me stupid?"

"Because it fits you. Anyways, tell the pilot to be prepared to head over to the island on the west coast of the US. As soon as I get there, they should be prepared to take off."

"Alright, Hawaii it is. See you soon bud."

"Same, stupid." Ty hung up before Cal could tell him off.

"Ugh," Calibur groaned in annoyance.

"We are going to Hawaii," I asked excitedly."

"Yup, princess. Hope your up for it," he winked at me. I was to excited to acknowledge it.

"That's amazing! I have never been there. I wonder how it's going to be. I heard that it's relaxing and really pretty."

"It is. Have you seen pictures of it?" I nodded my head at his question. "Well, they are an understatement. Hawaii looks way more amazing than the pictures. They usually don't catch everything you see and feel once you are actually there."

"What did Tyler mean when he said 'tell the pilot'?" I asked confused since you usually buy tickets for the destination you want, not tell the pilot personally where you want to go. Plus, you don't get to tell the plane when and when not to leave.

"Oh, that. We are taking the private jet."

"Private jet?" I looked at him incredulously.

"Don't." He quickly jutted in.

"What? I didn't even say anything."

He gave me a quick glance, a smirk rising on his face, before looking back towards the dark road in front of us.

"I know you were."

"No I wasn't." I huffed out, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Sure you were princess."

"Idiot," I mumbled.

"What's up with everyone insulting me today?" He exploded.

"Because you are a stupid idiot," I replied, looking out my side of the window waiting for this car ride to end already.

"Stupid idiot? I doubt that. More like brilliant stud." He muttered to himself.

I cracked a smile at his humor. Only he wouldn't be so offended being called stupid and idiot and just come up with other names to his liking.

Of course Ty and I won't ever call him that, even if he begs us to.

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