Alrighty, I've never done a story with more than one chapter, so I hope I'm doing this right... Again, don't own Nancy Drew or the Hardy Boys, just wish I did, lol.
With approving nods and confused smiles from the brothers, I went up to my room to pack.
I grabbed my suitcase, and started throwing what I could into it. Jeans…sweaters…tees…socks…
Bess wouldn't be happy with it, since her suitcases were always organized. Of course, she usually brought five different suitcases on a trip, one for each type of clothing she owned.
After I finished packing, I realized all my stuff wasn't very…romantic. And the whole case involved us to look like a couple, so I headed to my closet, where I kept my dresses.
I didn't normally wear dresses, since I was always on a case, and high heels and red dresses weren't exactly a fashion statement when you're sneaking through old secret passageways.
I was surprised to find I only owned three dresses. A long yellow one which I was to wear on special occasions, such as holiday's or family get-togethers; a flower print one that belonged to my mother. I always liked wearing that one around the house when I was feeling down; and a red, kind of short, dress, which I usually wore on dates…preferably with Ned.
I tried to remind myself that just because I wore the dress with Ned, it didn't make it Ned's dress, like the locket. So I grabbed the red and yellow dress. I left the flower print, fearing I would ruin it if I wore it. And gently folded them in my suitcase.
I picked up my suitcase and lugged it downstairs, where Frank, Joe and now Bess stood.
"Hey, Nancy," Bess smiled. "Ready to go?"
"Yep," I said, placing a loose hair behind my ear. "You?"
She nodded, showing her packed suitcases. Four of them. I was close.
"Okay, so let's get a move on!" Joe exclaimed, heading out the door.
"After you," Frank bowed playfully, allowing Bess and I to pass.
We giggled and walked outside to the Hardy's beat-up blue truck.
"We're supposed to look like a couple in that?" Bess made a face.
Joe looked at Bess, then at the old car, rubbing his chin. "She's got a point."
"Alright," Frank said. "We'll take mine, but only if I drive the whole way."
"What you don't trust me?" Joe asked, innocently.
"No."
I held in a chuckle. Frank and Joe jumped into the truck, signaling us to join. I helped Bess put her suitcases in the trunk, along with mine, and we got into the back seat.
"We'll pass our house on the way," Frank explained. "Then we'll switch cars. Will you be fine until then?"
Bess held her nose, and I nudged her slightly. "We'll be fine."
Joe started up his car and moved forward. I was so excited; I completely forgot what had happened just a day earlier, until we passed Ned on the way.
There he was, in front of the ice cream parlor, kissing my enemy, Deirdre. I could feel the color fade from my face, and I thought I was going to be sick, especially when Ned's eyes opened and he noticed me. The look on his face almost said, "Sorry".
I didn't really care that he was kissing her, it was just how soon he had decided to do it. We'd only just broken up, and he already had a girl fall for him. Or maybe he'd been seeing her way before we broke up.
I looked away and focused on my car buddies. Bess was examining her nails, Joe was watching the road cautiously, while Frank pointed out little potholes so Joe wouldn't fall into them. So, I'm guessing no one else saw Ned and the girl sucking off his face, which was good. I didn't want to deal with it. I didn't want to deal with any real relationship, just the fake one made for the case.
We stopped at Bayport about an hour later, and we moved everything, including ourselves from Joe's car to Frank's. Then we made our way to the airport. After passing through all the security, we were on the plane.
Bess and Joe sat next to each other in front of Frank and I who also sat beside each other. That way we would look more couple-y. I've never done undercover work like Frank and Joe have, so I guess I didn't think over minor details like that.
The plane started up and I grabbed the armrest, trying to stay calm, unaware that Frank's hand was resting there.
"Oh," I apologized, quickly taking my hand away. "I'm sorry."
He smiled at me, and it was just then that I actually realized that Frank and I were alone. Well, almost alone, if you tried to drone out Bess and Joe's constant flirting.
There had been plenty of times that I had been alone with Frank, but that's when I was dating Ned, so I knew where to keep my boundaries. This time there was no Ned, so it felt different. I tried my best to keep from blushing when he looked at me.
I had always known Frank had a crush on me, but being the kind of guy he was, he knew to never make a move, completely aware of my relationship with Ned. If I told him about Ned, I wonder if he would just pounce at the chance to be with me.
But did I really want that? No, I realized. It was too soon. Not for Ned, of course, but for me.
I was so into my thoughts, I hadn't registered Frank's last sentence. "I'm sorry?"
"I said 'you're not wearing your locket'," He repeated. Yep, he was definitely a detective.
I grabbed at where my locket used to rest. "Oh…yeah." I wasn't sure what to say.
He knew didn't want to talk about it, but detectives always press on, so he did. "What happened to it?"
"I just didn't feel like wearing it," I said, twirling a bit of hair. I once read an article that most girls absent-mindedly mess with their hair when they are near a guy they like. I quickly realized this and placed my arms on the side of my body.
"Why not?" Just by the way Frank said it, you could tell he wasn't just saying this just to keep a conversation going, but because he actually wanted to know. I liked that.
Almost enough to tell him the truth? "The chain broke." No.
"Oh," Frank's eyebrows rose and he leaned back in his chair. "I just thought…never mind."
"What?" I asked, curiously.
"On the way out of River Heights," He started. "I saw Ned…with…"
I gasped quietly. Frank had saw Ned kissing Deirdre. Now he thought Ned was cheating on me. I slapped my forehead.
"Ned and I broke up," I said, interrupting his blabber.
He looked surprised for a moment, and then he nodded. "That's kind of what I figured…I just didn't want to say anything. I'm sorry."
I shook my head. "It's fine, it was for the better."
There was silence for a while.
"Thanks for the case invite," I said, placing my hand over his. "It's just what I need to get my mind off everything."
"I couldn't do it without you," He squeezed my hand.
Okay, hope that was an okay chapter! Thanks for all the replies, by the way! Awesome! =) Please R&R!
