Ricochet

Chapter Two : The Sun

Happy Easter everyone! And look at me updating on time for once!! I'm so proud, anyway, in with Levi's chapter!!

Ps. Can you guess what I'm doing in the comments with the plot line?
*wink-wonk*

[Levi's POV]

"What do you mean you bought us plane tickets to America!?!" I ask sitting up in my seat. "Yep! Big Bro I even used your credit card!" My younger sister, Isabel, says while bouncing up and down on the couch looking at me. "The hot model from that one Magazine is going to Los Angles! Eren Jaeger! That famous German Model/YouTuber! He's going to Los Angles in America!" She says. "I really want to go Big Bro! This could be the chance of a lifetime! Plus if everyone knows your going, people from everywhere will want one of your tattoos!" I think about it a moment. That would be true... I could make some money working in Furlan's shop for the summer... "Fine, we'll go. When do we leave?" I ask looking at her. She does her happy dance for a few minutes and then looks at her watch, "Right now..." she says in small voice. My eyes widened, "You mean right now, right now?" I ask. She nods yes, "Go get packed and hurry and be back here within the next 10 minuets." I say and get up, Izzy's lucky that I have a bag packed for a trip.  I went into my walk-in closet and I spotted my suitcase. "Bingo bitch!" I pull my suitcase out of the closet and head to the front door. "Izzy, where are the keys and my phone shit?!" I yell to her in the other room. "Keys are in the pot!" She shouts back and pauses, "Phone stuff is in your Tokyo Ghoul backpack!" I sigh, that's back up in my bedroom. "Alright thanks." I walk back up the stairs and into my bedroom and grab my backpack. That's when I got to thinking, I certainly don't have enough clothes packed to last me all summer, I guess I'll have to go shopping. I walk down the stairs and back down to the living room. "Izzy, I'm going to start the car!" I say, I grab my suitcase handle and start heading to the door. "Okay I'll be down soon!" Izzy shouts back. I walk out the door and to the garage, I was the only one with a car at the moment. When I asked Izzy what she said she's wanted for her birthday she wouldn't tell me, so I got her a vintage Volkswagen Beetle with a custom paint job. I was excited to give it to her, her whole room is filled with antique this and antique that, so I new she would love it. My plans were foiled though, I was planning on giving it to her over summer break, but I guess I'm going to have get someone to put the car in the garage while we're gone. I'd probably just call Krista and ask her to do it, I'll tell her I owe her a favor... she'll probably cash it in on a free matching couples tattoo for her and her wife. Although people say that's bad luck, for them it seems to be the exact opposite. When they got their first couple tattoo together, which I did, they found out that were aloud to adopt a kid. The second one they got, Krista's father finally gave Ymir his blessing to marry Krista. So they were lucky that way. I didn't mind giving them couple tattoos either, they didn't pick some cringey shit to put on their skin, they thought it through. Krista has a movie ticket on her shoulder with the date of their first date and where they went. Ymir for a matching one a pop corn bucket made out of things they talked about. I thought they were sweet, it was just something kind of romantic to me. I hope they get their wedding anniversary this time, I honestly want to put a wedding cake on Krista's back with the date of the wedding and her and Ymir at the top. Now I'm rambling. I open the trunk and push my suitcase in, there isn't really much room. My car is like a driving tattoo shop. Although I don't give people tattoos in my car, that would be extremely unsanitary. Just then I hear the front door to the house open and close. I look up to see Izzy, running down the steps with one suitcase in tow and an entire backpack of more stuff. I sigh, "Backpack in the backseat." I say as she reaches me. She opens the door and sets it on the seat and closes the door. "Now, give me your suitcase." I say and she hands her suitcase right over and I shove it in the trunk. I slam the trunk closed with an excessive amount of force, Izzy does not pack lightly. She might have her whole room in that backpack or suitcase. I open my car door, sit for a second and then close it. I buckle up and wait till Izzy does to before starting the car. I look over to her as I start to pull down the driveway. "You didn't pack your whole closet did you?" I ask and she kind of nods and kind of shakes her head. "Okay well I was going to buy you an entire new wardrobe for the summer but I guess-" I get cut off, "I didn't!" Izzy exclaims. "I swear I didn't! I need new clothes, big bro pleasssssssssse!" I laugh, "Okay, okay. Let's listen to some music, huh?" I ask and she nods again. As soon as I hear the opening I can't help but sing along.