The Boy Who Could Fly

Jaime's POV~

Vic was....scared of me. He thought I was a monster. Thank God Tony and Mike had already gotten this figured out, and I couldn't agree with them more; we had to get out of there as quickly as possible. I had an idea.

"Hey Tone, I have a place in LA that my grandmother gave to my dad in her will. We can stay there," I said.

"What are we gonna tell the professors?" Mike asked, raising his eyebrows, seemingly contemplating the idea.

"Do we ever actually show up to our classes anyways?" I asked, chuckling a bit. Mike shook his head no, and I said, "So we don't tell them. End of story. The only person who has to know is the landlord." They all nodded in agreement, and I dialed up the head of the building, not caring that it was only 6 am. He picked up on the second ring, and I told him we were leaving, he said be out by tomorrow, then hung up.

"We have to pack up and be out tomorrow," I related to the boys, who all nodded and started putting things in hampers and baskets and whatever else the could find. This was gonna be fun.

Notes

Sorry this is a really short and alltogether terrible chapter, but I tried /.\ these wifi things are a pain in the ass so no promises for better chapters, though I wish I could :/ Sorry and love y'all!

~Shayde~