•Chapter: 6

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JAIDE'S P.O.V

              BOARDING PLANE 3:15 A.M

I sit next to Jacob, since the seat next to him is unoccupied. I fix properly in the seat, putting my seatbelt on."Nervous?" He asks, his voice so soft. "I'd be lying if I said yes" I chuckle, making him smile. I've gotten over my fear of planes, but not my fear of heights. Being the best fashion designer in Los Angeles, I fly back and forth a lot so I'm used to the plane. I'm still not completely okay with being so high up but I guess I'll be okay.

Jacob and I are in deep conversation while everyone else sleeps. "You aren't so bad" I mention as I play with a loose curl that's sticking out of his head full of hair. "Well, I am a nice person" he says and looks out the window "I know. I just didn't expect you to be this cool" I admit and he nods. Soon after, he gets comfortable and rests his head on my shoulder, his hair tickling my neck. I smile as he falls asleep and I find my self drifting off after him.

When I wake up, I look at Jacob who was gently shaking my arm. "We're here" he informs be and I nod as I sit up. I look out the window, just in time to see a plane take off.

I relax in my seat as the plane parks and I watch the men carefully with the luggage. They seem to just throw them around and I don't think they care.

I look over at Jacob, his brow slightly raised, his lips slightly parted and his eyes focused on what I was looking at. I smile at how cute he looks.

After a few minutes, we finally get off the plane. Honestly, I really just can't wait until we get to the hotel. The thought of me taking a warm relaxing shower puts a small smile on my face. I wonder what we'll be doing tonight.

   KINGS WAIDE HOTEL ENGLAND

                    JACOB'S P.O.V

With the sun slowly rising above our heads, we walk into the hotel. Our manager got us a condo because I'm sure that's not a normal hotel room.

After we check in, we make our way to the elevator and get in. I push the button that says 15 as our condo awaits us on the 15th floor. "Soo who wants to go ghost hunting? Let's make the first night here fun" Alexis says, looking at all of us. I look back at her like she's crazy or something. "Aww is Jakey scared?" Jaide teases as she gently slaps my arm. I smile at the nick name and look at the guys. "If I'm doing it, you're doing it too" Mike informs Elijah as he's the only one that's backing out.

"Maybe Ej is right. Maybe walking around in this haunted hotel at night isn't the best idea" Pay quickly says as the elevator comes to a sudden stop. After a second or two, the doors of the elevator slowly open. Creepy or not? "Umm I dont think the 15th floor is such a great idea" Elijah adds as we all exit the elevator. I chuckle, hiding my nervousness.

To be completely honest, I'm so scared of ghosts and ghost hunting and scary stuff. The events that took place in my house while growing up would make anyone want to admit me to a  psychiatric hospital.

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After we got back from the store, we make our way to the hotel room. Earlier when we got settled in, we chilled to kill time. We had dinner a few hours ago and we all took naps to kill time. Now, we're going ghost hunting.

         I pray to God I don't regret this.

Walking into the cold hallways, I get a creepy feeling. Oh Lord! I look at Alexis as she begins to speak. "Okay so we're going to the 16th floor. That's where John killed his wife then jumped to his death" she explains. I can tell she's interested in creepy things like this.

Stepping out of the elevator, the hallway is cold. Freezing cold. "It's oddly cold in this hallway" Mike announces and everyone agrees. Let's hope nothing bad happens.

We stand in front of room 603. "This is it" Lex states. We finally found the room. Earlier, a worker at the hotel said no one could stay a full night in that room. He said bad things would always happen. "There's no way I'm going I'm there!" I say, my voice stern as I'm scared. Childhood experiences come rushing back in my head. "I don't mess with demons. No ma'am" I say, walking back in the direction of the elevator. Not today Satan. Not today.

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