To Get Her Attention

Disclaimer I don't own Pair of Kings or Greta.

Hey, I decided to start a new story, I have no idea how long it will be. I got the idea for the beginning of this story from the movie Greta. Hope you enjoy and please review and tell me what you think and if I should continue.

No One's POV

Brady sat looking over the railing of the boat. The ocean sparkled with the reflection of the sun, it gently rippled on the edge of the boat. He stared out with eyes glazed over, deep in thought. He was trying to drown out the sound of laughter coming from the other end of the boat. Boomer, Mikayla, Mason, Rebecca and Candace were all talking together and seemed to be having a great time.

Brady sighed. He had been down for a while now. Mikayla kissed him and then said it didn't mean anything. It really hurt him and now she's been avoiding him making everything worst. What could the poor boy do to finally get the girl to notice him. He looked out at the water, losing himself in the laughter of the others, hearing his name he started to pay more attention.

Brady's POV

"… and then Brady's pants fell down right in front of everyone while hanging on the rope." Everyone's laughter got stronger and I could feel the heat rise to my face. That was one of my most embarrassing moments ever….well in gym class. I can't believe Boomer is telling everyone that. Telling Mikayla that, isn't there something in the bro code that says not to tell your brothers crush embarrassing stories about you?

Isn't there something I can do to get her to notice me in a good way, not an embarrassing way. As if fate was giving me a sign, my eyes fell on the anchor sitting on top of a nest of coiled rope.

No I couldn't.

But it could get her attention and get her to reveal her feelings for me.

I don't know if it would work, what happens if it accidentally goes too far?

If it does no one will really care I guess. They'll just keep on laughing.

I've been having a lot of those kinds of thoughts lately, would anyone really cared if I died. Boomer has been spending all his time with Rebecca and Mikayla… well Mikayla just wouldn't care.

I looked over my shoulder at the group, still laughing, none of them paying any attention to me. I looked back down at the anchor and slowly stood up.

My thoughts were racing. This is insane! But I can't seem to stop myself. My foot unwillingly gently kicked the anchor to test its weight. Seemed light enough.

Looking back over my shoulder again I checked to make sure no one was watching me. I flipped the anchor over and then kicked it into the water. As it fell the rope began to uncoil quickly.

Last chance to change my mind.

But I didn't I placed my foot in the center of the rope, when it tightened on my foot I gripped the railing. Maybe this would fine, I heard it is very peaceful, but anyone who has ever known is dead.

Suddenly my feet were pulled out from under me and I was jerked underwater. I was being dragged down further and further till the weight that was dragging me finally landed on the ocean floor.

Panic started to fill me.

No, why did I do this?

This was so stupid!

Is anyone coming after me?

I felt my lungs ache for breath but find nothing. Everything seemed to folding in around me trying to take every last bit of me, trapping me in water. The blackness started to consume me. Life leaving, slowly leaking out of me. My vision blurred and everything began to darken.

Suddenly two arms wrapped around me and began to pull me upwards. As soon as me head broke the surface I felt dizzy like the world was spinning around me, my breathing was becoming unsteady. My voice was being called but I don't know by whom.

Someone at some point had carried me onto the boat, arm around me, cradling me, telling me to keep holding on, that I'm safe.

Then everything was gone.

Boomer's POV

I don't know what happened one minute I'm telling everyone Brady losing his pants rope climbing in gym class story (classic) and the next there's a big splash coming from the other end of the boat. We had all looked over to see Brady missing, did he jump over? Mason immediately went into action following Brady into the ocean. A minute later he came up holding Brady in his arms. Brady looked like he was almost unconscious and his ankle was all bloody. We all got him back onto the boat and tried to keep him awake but he fell unconscious. The royal boat had headed for shore and we brought him back to our room and put him into his bed, then called the Shulman over.

And that's where we are now waiting in the hall for news that my brother is alright. Mason filled us in that somehow the anchor had fallen overboard and rope attached to it had wrapped around Brady's ankle pulling him under with it. I'm so worried about him, I can usually feel when something bad is about to happen to Brady, I usually can't do anything to stop it because I'm usually am in trouble too.

The Shulman poked his head out of my room and said sharply. "Alright, you can come in now."

We all rushed in except Mikayla who lingered at the doorway then slowly moved forward. What's up with that girl lately anyway? I shrugged off all thoughts of Mikayla as I saw my brother lying in his bed. He looked so vulnerable and weak.

"How is he Shulman?" asked Mason.

"He should be fine. He didn't take in any water, so no organ damage, but he does have a slight fracture in his ankle and he bumped his head on the boat which is why he's unconscious."

"So he's going to be alright? Right?" I asked.

"Yes he will. Now I must go it's time for my nap." He pulled out a sleeping mask and he rushed out the door probably to his old van parked in the jungle.

I walked over to my brother and sat down next to him and sighed. Why did Brady always get himself get into stuff like this? But he never gets hurt unless there's a reason. He's usually careful enough that he gets in trouble but doesn't get physically hurt. Something must have happened. I wonder what?

No one's POV

For the next few days Brady stayed unconscious. Boomer stayed by his side almost the entire time, Mason was busy dealing with all the king's duties since neither were able to do any of them. Mikayla was spending even more time by herself and her father was getting worried about her. There was only one time a day that she actually spent time with anyone else but nobody knew about it. Every night she snuck up to the king's room and watched Brady for an hour, sometimes she sit down and stroke his hair or whisper in his ear that she wants him to get better.

As usual Mikayla crept up the stairs to the king's bedroom unknowing that Boomer was awake and lying in bed thinking about Rebecca heading back to Chicago tomorrow. When he first heard the footsteps heading his way he didn't think much of it. He thought it was probably a guard walking around so he just closed his eyes and relaxed. Then he heard the footsteps enter his room. He froze but opened his eyes a crack to see Mikayla sit down by his brother on his bed. What was Mikayla doing in here?

He watched her for the next half hour as she just sat there watching Brady as he slept. She leant closer to Brady and gently kissed him on the forehead then started to leave.

"Wait Mikayla."

She whipped around startled to see Boomer sitting up in his bed staring at her. "Oh I'm sorry your majesty did I wake you up?"

Boomer shook his head. "No I've been awake for a while now, what are you doing here?"

She sighed and took a few steps closer to him, looking up at him with tears glistening in her eyes. "I just needed to see him, to know that he's alright. He's not waking up and he looks so… dead."

Boomer nodded his head. "Yeah I understand. I've never seen him like this before and it scares me knowing what could have happened but we know he's going to get better and if he doesn't wake up soon I'm going to cancel our request for a second throne so when he wakes up he has to sit in that beach chair again!"

She giggled and walked over and wrapped her arms around him in a hug. "He'll be alright Boomer." He hugged her back and they stayed there for a moment just enjoying the sense of comfort, they pulled away and Mikayla headed towards the door with one last loving look at Brady. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight." replied Boomer.

She jumped as if she forgot he was in the room. "Umm, goodnight." Then she scurried away.

Boomer gave the empty doorway a confused look. "Well that was weird." He crawled into his bed and curled under the covers and watched his brother till he drifted off to sleep.