Snippet #1713990

Smiling, Jace couldn't be more excited about going to California. The beach, the girls, the parties, the girls! England couldn't compare to America. England was okay, he lived there all his life, and it was boring. Dull. But Jace had always wanted to see the world, so here he was, in an airport, sightseeing. Looking at the time, he couldn't help but laugh. He had missed his flight, and the next one was in five hours. Shuffling to the nearest elevator, Jace pushed the button, and waited impatiently. Being a prince didn't mean he had perfect patience or was a spoiled brat. It just meant that he was next in line to ruling a country. Nothing more. And it wasn't like ruling a country was fun or anything. It was just meetings, paperwork, speeches, and more paperwork. A soft ding broke Jace out of his thoughts as the elevator came.

Stepping into the elevator, Jace couldn't help but get a bad feeling. There were one other person in here with him, and the elevator was bigger than normal. One by one, the elevator filled up, until there were six people, filling the bigger than normal elevator, but still enough space for each person. Dismissing it as old paranoia, Jace sighed as they began the decent downward. Suddenly the elevator lurched to a stop, sending everyone off balance. The lights flickered on and off, until they settled at a dim shade. Breaking into a smile, Jace couldn't help but start to laugh. Another part of his bucket list complete-getting stuck in an elevator. Now, only to get out.

((I edited this to fit, kay?))