Post by Isabelle Whitmore on Jun 24, 2008 13:42:51 GMT -5
Isabelle couldn't help but smile as she packed her suitcase. She wore a pair of hiphugger jeans and a shirt she had stolen from her brother. She couldn't sten the exitement she had at finaly going home. Edward had planned to meet her in LA and they would catch a connecting flight back to Miami the next day. She couldn't wait to see him. She missed the way he would ruffle her hair or pull on her ear when she annoyed him. Her twin was the most important thing in the world and she would be with him again this time tommorow.
She slammed the door to her room shut on the way out a bit to enthusiastically and winced as it slammed. She peered around to make sure there were no witnesses and almost threw herself into the elevator when it arrived pushing the close button impatiantly. At last she rushed outside to the street curb and franticaly waved like an idiot for a cab. At last one pulled over and opened the trunk for her. She stuffed her suitcase in and got in the passenger seat.
"The airport please."
She said her voice weak from exitement. Every inch of her seemed to hum with barely contained joy. She jumped out of the car as soon as it stopped and threw the money to the driver pulling out her suitcase and booking it to the registration. She finaly made it through security and was jogging happily toward her gate. She beamed at the flight attendants who were standing at the entrence. She was almost there when her suitcase flipped sending her crashing downwards. She felt her ankle turn beneath her and gasped at the sharp pain now making it's way up her leg. Oh S**t.
She slammed the door to her room shut on the way out a bit to enthusiastically and winced as it slammed. She peered around to make sure there were no witnesses and almost threw herself into the elevator when it arrived pushing the close button impatiantly. At last she rushed outside to the street curb and franticaly waved like an idiot for a cab. At last one pulled over and opened the trunk for her. She stuffed her suitcase in and got in the passenger seat.
"The airport please."
She said her voice weak from exitement. Every inch of her seemed to hum with barely contained joy. She jumped out of the car as soon as it stopped and threw the money to the driver pulling out her suitcase and booking it to the registration. She finaly made it through security and was jogging happily toward her gate. She beamed at the flight attendants who were standing at the entrence. She was almost there when her suitcase flipped sending her crashing downwards. She felt her ankle turn beneath her and gasped at the sharp pain now making it's way up her leg. Oh S**t.