If Looks Could Kill, I'd Be Dead

Sascha

Today was the day that we would finally be flying off to England. To the Queen and all the history. That was the country that shaped the world in so many ways, owning the sea trade for many decades and being one of the strongest colonial powers ever to exist.

I was so excited I barely slept the entire night. I could not wait to get onto that flight and fly to Heathrow London Airport one of the most confusing and largest spaces to land.

I had all my luggage packed for the two and a half weeks we’d be gone. My parents didn’t really care since they were going to Hawaii for Christmas anyways and so I wouldn’t tag along and interrupt their horny love making. For them this was the perfect way to celebrate Christmas.

They’d already put money on my credit card as a present and bought me my ticket to England and back.

At around noon I went to Theta’s house because Loren said he’d pick us up there.

Theta was grinning from ear to ear when she saw me her parents seemed just as pleased as she was. They knew how much she wanted to go and I was amazed at how open the two of them were to let her go to a whole new country, on a different continent, an entire ocean separating them.

“I hope you two will behave.” Mrs Fujiyoka said smiling brightly.

Theta and I both put on extremely innocent expressions before nodding.

“We’re always well behaved.” Theta stated grinning.

Her mom only rolled her eyes at her before walking away mumbling something about us lying. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the older woman.

It was an hour or so later when the Kerr family arrived to take us to the airport. We put our luggage in the back of the car and squeezed into the minivan. Mr Kerr, Andrew as he liked to be called, was driving singing along to some Britney Spears song on the radio.

Christina, his wife, was looking out the window, her eyes trailing over every tree, house or car we passed.

I sat in the back row next to Camden who had one earphone in his ear. He was bobbing his head back and forth listening to some soft music. His wonderful blue eyes were closed, his mouth moving along to the words.

I couldn’t help but smile at how adorable he looked sitting there, the light shining into the car just making his skin seem so smooth and perfect.

We got to the airport and parked the car. After that we took the shuttle bus and got to the actual building.

“We need to get to British Airways.” Andrew stated and walked down the many walkways until we found the British counters.

“Look at the long line up!” Loren whined, pushing the cat with our bags unenthusiastically.

“You’re going to be stuck on a plane for 7 hours I think you can wait half an hour so we can get our boarding passes and check in our luggage.” Christina said.

A shiver ran down my back. I didn’t like her all too much. She was strict and seemed to always have some negative comment to say about either brother. She would complain about Camden being too quiet and Loren not helping out enough. She was just a strict British lady.

“This is so cool.” Theta stated and looked at me.

I grinned as well, “I know I can’t believe we’re spending Christmas in England!” I cheered happily.

“Well you would have spent it in Hawaii otherwise and that isn’t too bad either.”

I shrugged and moved forward a little in the line, “I guess, but I’d rather be with my friends that my parents. I mean I see you guys more than them and I spend more time with them. You know me better, hell even Loren knows me better than my own parents do.”

Finally we checked our bags in, got our boarding passes and we could go through security and to our gate. Boarding wouldn’t be until another two hours, but we decided to go through security anyways, while the line wasn’t as big as later when more flights would be leaving.

“Andrew and I are going to go to the Duty Free.” Christina explained and walked away with her husband by her side.

“Finally the bitch is gone.” Loren sighed in relief when his mother was out of earshot.

“Why is she such a bitch to the two of you?” Theta asked and looked after her as well.

“She’s always wanted a girl and in the end she got two boys. Not the kids she wanted. After Camden was born there were some complications and now she can’t have any more kids...” Loren explained.

I nodded but still didn’t understand how she could be such a bitch anyways. I mean she should love and appreciate her kids even if they weren’t the gender she wanted them to be.

“Plus she super old school British and is all for manners. She grew up in a rich household where image is everything so she just grew up like that.” Loren added on and shrugged.

We walked down to the gate and sat by the window.

Camden gasped and sat right by the window looking over all the planes and the ground crew on the pit taking care of all of them. It was cute to see his face pressed right to the glass, his eyes big in amazement.

“Camden you’ve flown before...” Loren chuckled at how childish his brother was being.

“It’s still cool.” Camden mumbled and gasped when he saw an Air France plane come in. It was a large Airbus 380, “Look Loren!”

I chuckled at his amazed face when he saw the plane. It was the size of two airplanes in one basically with the two rows.

“Why can’t we fly with that?” Theta whined, her eyes wide as well as she watched it move to its gate.

“We’re flying with a Boeing 747. It’s also pretty big...” Loren explained to her smiling brightly.

I couldn’t help but grin at how those two were just meant to be with one another. They were so cute together and I seriously hoped that something would happen with them. I mean anyone could see how lovestruck both were.

After two hours of us playing cards and being bored, boarding finally began. Andrew had bought only Business Class seats for him and his wife, saying that us teenagers could live in the back without parental surveillance.

We got onto the plane and found our seats quickly. Theta sat beside me, by the window. She said since I had longer feet I’d need to sit in the isle, so I could stretch them out. Camden and Loren were one row in front of us, making it easy to talk during the flight.

All our seats were straight, the tables pulled up and our seatbelts on. The carry-on luggage was safely put away in the overhead compartments or under the seats. One last rush through the security system and then we were off.

Theta grabbed my hand during the start, squeezing the life out of it, gritting her teeth. The engine got louder and we accelerated, pulling ourselves into the air and flying away off to another continent.

I was so excited, I couldn’t help but grin the entire time we were going up, chewing on some gum so my ears wouldn’t pop while we moved further and further away from the ground.

Finally, we were steady in the air, the pilot saying something quickly and then we could walk around. I stood up to go to the bathroom, walked by Loren and Camden only to see Camden holding his ears and pouting, his head resting on Loren’s arm.

He was just so adorable. I couldn’t help but want him all the more with every single moment. He was cute and adorable, but at the same time the sexiest being I know and all that clouded in by his innocence made him just all the more irresistible.

I came back from the bathroom and sat down next to Theta who was already scanning through the movie selection they had.

In only a mere 7 hours we would be off this plane and we would land in England... time for a real vacation.