Reunion

It was the beginning of summer. A calming day. The fragrance of nature was illuminating. Its presence was hard to ignore. This was the type of day to just do nothing. Our story begins with a young man, sitting at the bottom of a tree. Shirtless, he was somewhat tanned with a body that would impress even a nun. He had a blanked expression on his face, as if lost in a day dream. The man was not having a care in the world, until...

"Ben. BEN!"

An old, baritone, rich voice yelled out at him. In an instant, he was instantly brought back into reality and started to rise. As he stood, his profile became clear as day. It was Benjamin Tennyson, now 16. School had just ended for the year, and he was spending his summer with his grandfather. Ever since his cousin/love interest, Gwen left for private school in England, nothing exciting really happened. Luckily for Ben, his relaxed lifestyle was about to change.

"Ben, hurry up!" Said Max Tennyson, his grandfather. They had been great friends, along with Gwen when they were younger. Max was like a father to Ben. He actually taught Ben how to ride his first bike. He and Ben had been travelling together for the past few years during the summer. It was all just fun and games, but today, Max seemed rushed.

"Okay grandpa. I'm coming. What's the big rush anyway? The summer just started."

"It's a surprise Ben"

"What could be so great that you would want us to skip out on a day of doing nothing?"

As Ben had finished his sentence, he started to put on his black tee.

"Oh, you'll see Ben. And trust me; it's going to be worth it."

Max had a giant toothy grin on his face. The duo had got up and walked to an old RV. It belonged to Max. The "Rust Bucket" was her name. Max had her for at least 40 years.

"Come on grandpa. Just tell me where we're going. You know I hate waiting"

Ben asked angrily as he entered the RV. Max just laughed a rich, baritone laugh as he entered the driver's seat and started the engine. Ben sighed. And with that, they were off. The trip was long. About four to five hours. Ben was asleep for most of it. He awoke at around 9:15. Tiredly, he looked out the window to see the blackened sky, illuminated with a lot of lights far off in the distance.

"Are we there yet Grandpa?" Ben asked, letting out a big yawn afterwards.

"Just about" and as Max said those words, the Rust Bucket halted to a stop. Ben looked out the window and saw that Grandpa Max had parked in front of an airport.

"Grandpa, why are we here?" Ben asked, completely confused. "Was this the surprise?"

Grand pa Max just smiled at Ben.

"Go inside. Wait at Gate C. You'll see"

A confused Ben put on his green jacket, got out the RV, and went inside. When he got inside, Ben was amazed. The airport was huge, even for an airport. There were at least 400 televisions, 100 check-in stations, and about 200 stores to buy items for the flight.

"How the hell am I supposed to find Gate C?" Ben asked to himself, still amazed at the size of the airport. After looking around for 30 minutes, he finally found a directory.

"Hmm, let's see...It says that I am at Gate...C!" Ben then looks up to see a big sign that says "Gate C" in big, bolded black and gold letters.

"Okay, now that I found Gate C, I have to wait for someone. Great, just great. Who am I waiting for anyway?" Ben sighed, because he knew he was going to be there for a while. So, he found a chair, sat down, and waited. Ben had been waiting for about an hour and a half, just twirling this thumbs, or just sitting there, staring at the floor. Just then, someone walked up to him.

"Excuse me. Do you have the time?" the stranger asked.

"Sorry, no." Ben replied. He was still staring at the floor.

"Are you sure, because I really need to know the time."

"I already told you I don't have the time."

"Are you sure? You didn't even check." Ben was now really getting annoyed. He started to look up to yell at this person.

"Listen buddy! I already told you I DON'T HAVE THE........" As soon as his sight caught the person, he instantly stopped.

"So, you don't even have the time for me?" the person smirked.

"GWEN?!?!?!?!?!" Ben just instantly turned beet red. There she was. Gwen Tennyson. Ben's true love was standing right in front of him. She was also sixteen, but now, she was smaller than Ben. She had her hair in a Ponytail, with a black scrunchee holding it in place. She had on a black denim pants with a dark red mini tea, and under that was a light black sweater. Age did her really well.

" Oh Ben! I missed you so much!" Gwen wrapped her arms around Ben's shoulders. She was just so happy to see Ben again. Ben just stood there. He was just completely flushed, to the point where he couldn't do anything. Seeing Gwen, his love, after five long years, just overwhelmed him with emotion. Gwen just giggled a cute, school girl giggle. Ben finally started to go back to normal.

"Gwen"

"Yes Ben?" Gwen asked, letting go of Ben.

"Wow...You...Look...Wow!"

Gwen giggled again. "Stop it Ben! Now I'm turning red" Ben couldn't help but laugh a bit.

"Come on Gwen. Get your stuff and let's go. Grandpa Max is waiting. We can talk later." The two left the airport and went to the Rust Bucket.

"Well, how's my favourite niece doing?"

"GRANDPA!!!" Gwen dropped her stiff and went to give Max a hug.

"I missed you Gwen"

"I missed you to, grandpa."

"It's pretty late. Why don't you take a nap until we get to your house. We'll drop you off, and we can talk tomorrow?" Gwen nodded, as she took her stuff and packed it away. She went to the back, and sat down next to Ben. Ben was pretty tired, but was staying awake to hang out with Gwen. Gwen put her hand out, and so did Ben. They were about a few seats a part. The distance quickly diminished, and in a matter of moments, the two hands were right beside each other. Ben spreaded his fingers apart, and Gwen followed. They then linked their hands together, signalling that their love is just as strong as the day it was discovered.

Time slipped passed the couple, and before they knew it, they were at Gwen's house.

"Alright Gwen. This is your stop." Grandpa Max said, as he pulled up in her driveway. Gwen and Ben quickly took their hands away from each other, as to not be discovered.

"Gwen, get your stuff. Let me just wake your parents up and tell them you're here." Max then left the Van.

"I'm glad your back Gwen." Ben said, softly as to not ruin the tenderness of the moment.

"Me to." Gwen replied in the same tone. The two inched closer together, before embracing each other. Ben went in, but was cut off by Gwen. Ben could feel the passion growing with each passing moment. Their tongue's were dancing in perfect harmony. The tenderness of Ben's soft lips made Gwen quiver. The quivering made Ben's tongue wild and explosive. The actions of Ben's tongue made Gwen fill up with immense passion and heat. Ben was burning up. He couldn't take anymore. Both cousins pulled away, because they knew what such a passionate kiss would lead to, and they each wanted to wait for the right moment. Gwen was completely flushed, as was Ben. She got her bags and went to her house. As she left, she looked at Ben with such love and tenderness. Ben smiled, then mouthed the words "I love you" to her. Without anyone noticing, she blew a kiss to Ben. Just then, the driver side of the Rust Bucket opened. Grandpa Max got in and started the engine.

"So Ben. You like your surprise?" Max Asked.

Ben just smiled.