Chapter Two


Taylor looked out the window to see a brown line of smog. 'Ugh' he thought. 'How the heck am I supposed to breathe with all that crap' Other than the pollution, he found Santiago to be really beautiful. It was rather strange looking compared to what he was used to. It was definitely not exotic like Europe, and it wasn't anything like what he knew back in the United States. He waited for the seat belt sign to turn off, and then stood up and stretched. The whole family lined up together and started to get off the plane. As they were walking down the terminal, they heard deafening screams.

"Cool!!," Said Zac, "It's the Chilean scream squad!!!" Ike and Taylor just laughed at Zac's comment and continued to walk down the terminal. As they were going down the escalator, the looked up to see millions of faces in what seemed to be a food court crammed up against a window banging it like crazy. They waved and the screaming doubled. Taylor, being smart pulled a pair of earplugs out of his backpack and put them in his ears. It was going to be a long morning.

~*Sorry so short. But it just had to be that way!=)*~

is it good? should I feed it to the dog??? TELL ME!!!

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