May 15, 2004 22:54
I was being sent to a place called Sunnydale, in the States.
"Oh, bloody wonderful. I have to be a Watcher to some Californian Valley-Girl."
I said, my voice sounding more bitter than I intended.
I was given my plane ticket, I would arrive in Sunnydale about 2:15 p.m. tomorrow.
I would have to arrive at the Airport Terminal in London at about 8:30.
Oi. This should prove interesting.
A Rich boy with no family and practically no human interaction whatsoever gets to be a Watcher to a teenage girl.
Fun fun.
I headed to my flat to pack.
After packing, I went straight to sleep, waking up at 6:30 like I'd planned.
I ate breakfast, brushed my teeth, showered and left my hair wet to wind-dry. I pulled on a black turtleneck and black jeans, wearing dark boots to compliment.
Off to the Terminal...
Where it goes from there is only for Fate to decide.