Kidnapped

The end

We arrived in Florida a week later. We spent the week, eating, showering, kissing, sleeping, and playing checker with Duck and Chuck.
    “We’re here,” Duck said.
    “Yeah, get out.”
    “Well how are we gonna get to Illinois?” Marisa asked.
    “We booked you a plane that goes to Minnesota, then to Illinois. It’s right there.” He pointed and we turned to see a small jet waiting.
    “Okay,” Liam said, “We’ve been on worse.” We walked onto the plane and sat. It was about a two hour ride, and guess what? We didn’t even crash!
    “Kay, kids, this is the pit stop. You can walk around for a little bit if you wanna but be back in three hours for take-off again.”
    “Okay,” we said and got out.
    We walked around for a while in a jungle-like area, because that was where we had landed. I looked around, but saw nothing but trees, some birds and-
    “MARISA!” I screamed.
    “What?” She asked, turning to me.
    I pointed, “LOOK! I WAS RIGHT!!!”
    They all turned to see that I was pointing at a big black and white Panda. “Oh my Gosh.” Marisa said.
    I began to dance, “I WAS RIGHT! I WAS RIGHT! I WAS SOOO RIGHT!”
    “Okay, I guess you were right.” Marisa said, looking amazed.
    “YEAH I WAS!”
    The panda ran away. I think my screaming scared it.
    “We should get back,” Harry said, grabbing my hand. “We don’t wanna miss it.”
    We walked back to the jet and climbed on. “It’s just about an hour from here, so we should be there soon,” the pilot said.
    “Yay,” Marisa said.



    I couldn’t keep still in my seat. I kept waiting for something to happen. For the pilot to be some psycho killer or the plain to fall into a jungle or something to blow up or something. And I still couldn’t believe it. We were actually going home.
    “How long has it been, Kayla?” I asked.
    “Idk, like two months?” She said.
    “Geez,” I said.
    “Don’t jinx it,” Harry said.
    “So are you guys sure that you don’t need to go home first, to like, make sure your parents don’t think your like dead?” I asked.
    “Nah,” Liam and Harry both said. Then Harry said, “We can just text them once we get new phones.”
    “Oh yeah, I need a new phone too,” Kayla said. “It’s somewhere in Paris.”
    “I need a new motorcycle,” Harry said.
    “My phones still at Kayla’s house,” I said. “Yay.”
    Suddenly Kayla froze.
    “What?” I asked.
    “Emm.....Em......” She mumbled.
    “What’s your issue?” Harry asked.
    “EMMMAAAALIIINNNNAAAAA!” Kayla yelled, jumping out of her seat.
    I looked at where she was looking and saw a very beat up brown chicken in a small cage sitting next to a young girl and her mother.
    “Oh my fudge!” Kayla yelled and sprinted to the people.
    “I thought it was just us on the jet,” Liam said.
    “Um......” I said.
    Kayla started opening the cage, almost crying. “Oh my god Emmalina!”
    “Hey!” The young girl with curly blonde hair said. “That’s my chicken! And her name is Lily.”
    “No!” Kayla yelled. “THIS IS MY CHICKEN AND HER NAME IS EMMALINA AND I HAD HER FIRST!!!!”
    “Um....mam?” The mother said.
    “GEEMEE THE FRICKEN CHICKEN!!!” Kayla yelled, and she grabbed the cage right as I felt the jet land.
    “Mommy!” The little girl said.
    “Honey,” The mother said. “Just give her the chicken.” This lady was obviously scared of Kayla. “We can buy you another one.”
    “That’s right,” Kayla said, cuddling Emmalina and walking back to us.
    The doors opened to the jet, and for a second I couldn’t get out of my seat because I was still in shock.
    “Come on, Marisa,” Liam said, grabbing my hand.
    The bright light almost blinded me when we stepped outside.
    “We’re home!” Kayla and I both yelled.

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