Dwayne stared out the window, at everyone boarding the plane. He'd seen a lot of familiar faces get on, but not the one in particular that he was looking for. He let out a low sigh, after realizing that Trish wasn't going to be boarding this plane, then turned in his seat looking down at her cellphone that he'd been holding out in his right hand since he'd left her hotel room. He'd found it lying on the bathroom sink, after she'd left and figured he'd just give it to her once he'd arrived in Cali.
''Nice phone you got there,'' Jeff joked, sneaking up behind him and taking a seat down beside him. ''Pretty and pink.'' He then pulls out his cellphone, to compare the two. ''Nothing compared to my Droid Razor, but it really does take a real man to rock pink.''
''It's not my phone,'' Dwayne replied, flipping the phone open to show Jeff the background picture.
Jeff let out a loud gasp, ''Dude is that Stratus's phone?'' He asked in astonishment, literally jumping out of his seat ''How the hell did you get that?''
''Found it somewhere,'' He lied, figuring it was none of Jeff's business how he'd got it.
''DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE!'' Jeff squealed, snatching the phone from him, ''Have you read any of her messages, or searched through her pictures?'' He asked, as he flipped the phone back open going directly to the photo gallery section.
''Nah,'' Dwayne replied, not sounding too interested, ''I like to respect a girls privacy.''
''Fuck that!'' Jeff shouted, as he continued scrolling through Trish's pictures, ''She screwed you out of two of your matches, one being a WWF championship match. If I were you I'd definitely be looking for revenge.''
''Revenge on who?'' Xpac asked, overhearing a little of their conversation, stopping directly above Jeff to admire the hottie in the phone, ''Nice..'' He grinned, as he walked over to the window seat across the aisle from Jeff and Dwayne.
''Very,'' Road Dogg, nodded in agreement shooting Jeff a thumbs up as he sat down next to Xpac.
Jeff didn't deny any of the assumptions; he just patted himself on the back as if Trish was his girl, making Dwayne snatch the phone from him. ''Sorry,'' He mouthed.
''So anyways, Jeff...'' Road Dogg called out, ''Where's Matt and Lita at?'' He asked, looking around the plane finding neither one in sight.
Jeff shrugged, ''Probably in Cali.''
Dwayne listened on in sheer boredom, as time passed and the plane was yet to take off. Feeling a vibration in his pocket. He pulled out his cellphone, 'Chevron?' He asked, himself figuring the call wasn't important, he muted his phone and put it back away in his pocket.
''Who was that?'' Jeff asked, as he looked over at him, raising a brow as Trish's phone went off.
''Donno,'' Dwayne shrugged, flipping Trish's phone open, to see the exact same number. 'Chevron?' He asked himself again, deciding to answer it this time. ''Hello?''
''Dwayne where are you?'' Trish asked, letting out a sigh of relief when he answered.
''On the plane,'' He replied, catching a strange look from Jeff.
''Has it taken off yet?'' Trish asked nervously, playing with the phone cord.
''No, where are you Trish?'' He asked, unbuttoning his seat belt, instantly realizing that something wasn't right.
'Woah, Trish?' Jeff asked himself, as he got up following behind Dwayne, wondering what the hell he was doing. ''Dwanye, is that Trish?'' He asked, in a low whisper, only to get shushed by him.
''Chervon, off 45th in Boca!'' She replied, tears forming in her eyes.
''Boca? What the hell are you doing in Boca?'' Dwayne asked angrily, as he ran down the aisle.
''Idonno, just please come get me!'' She pleaded, showing nothing but worry and sadness in her voice as the conversation went.
Xpac and Road dogg got up also, deciding that they didn't want to miss out on any of the action, following close behind as Jeff and Dwayne made it towards the exit.
They were almost to the exit, when "Ladies and gentlemen, the Captain has turned on the Fasten Seat Belt sign. If you haven't already done so, please stow your carry-on luggage underneath the seat in front of you or in an overhead bin. Please take your seat and fasten your seat belt. And also make sure your seat back and folding trays are in their full upright position.''
''Ahhh Shit!'' Dwayne mumbled, as everyone who hadn't, began to fasten their seatbelt. ''Don't worry Trish, I'll be there.'' He continued, closing her phone and quickly making it over towards the exit.
'' If you are seated next to an emergency exit, please read carefully the special instructions card located by your seat. If you do not wish to perform the functions described in the event of an emergency, please ask a flight attendant to reseat you''
''Hey yo Ma'am!'' Jeff yelled out, to one of the flight attendants that was assisting one of the other customers, ''Ma'am!'' He repeated again, finally catching her attention.
''Um, Sir.'' She replied, turning around in shock, when she noticed that the airplane door had been opened.
''Yeah, can you have those guys bring back those portable stairs?'' Jeff asked, pointing at the window over to the stairs, surprised when Dwayne jumped down from the plane. 'Nice,' he thought, after he saw him stick the landing.
''At this time, we request that all mobile phones, pagers, radios and remote controlled toys be turned off for the full duration of the flight, as these items might interfere with the navigational and communication equipment on this aircraft. We request that all other electronic devices be turned off until we fly above 10,000 feet. We will notify you when it is safe to use such devices.''
''Jeff forget the stairs!'' Xpac yelled out, gesturing for Jeff to come on then following behind Dwayne and jumping off the plane.
'' We remind you that this is a non-smoking flight. Smoking is prohibited on the entire aircraft, including the lavatories. Tampering with, disabling or destroying the lavatory smoke detectors is prohibited by law.''
''I wouldn't recommend you do that!'' The lady demanded, grabbing Jeff's shirt, pointing towards a seat, instructing him to go sit down. ''It would be much safer, just to sit down on the plane, rather than jumping off it.'' She continued, feeling like she was having to babysit a bunch of grown men.
Road Dogg laughed to himself as he saw that, ''You clearly don't know Jeff.'' He grinned, as he jumped off the plane, quickly chasing after Dwayne and Xpac.
''Yeah, he's right.'' Jeff laughed, snatching away from the lady, and performing a run jump off the plane,
impressed when he stuck the landing. 'Coolest thing I'd ever done' he laughed, as he quickly ran to catch-up with Dwayne and the others.
''Where is she man?'' Xpac asked, as he followed Dwayne through the metal detectors almost knocking down the security guard.
''Somewhere in Boca Florida.'' He called back. ''A short ways from Miami.''
''This shit is exhilarating.'' Jeff yelled out, as he slid in between the two metal detectors, jumping over the security guard who tried to block his way passed.
''Don't get too excited, Road Dogg called out, as he ran down the escalator. It turning into a race, when Jeff slid down the rail passed him. ''I bet, I can beat you too the exit!'' He called out jumping the rail, landing in the garden bed at the side of the escalator.
''Guys seriously?'' Xpac yelled out, as he ran behind Dwayne through the automatic doors.
''I win!'' Jeff yelled out, throwing his arms up in celebration, only to be tackled by Road Dogg and knocked into a baggage cart.
''I hope you guys are planning on helping, pick this up.'' The baggage Carrier complained, pointing down to all the luggage that had fallen over.
Jeff laughed dusting himself off, stepping in between the luggage ''Not a chance,'' He grinned, before him and Road Dogg continued following after Dwayne and Xpac who was already halfway to the parking lot.
Dwayne cut through the parking lot, making cars have to make quick stops.
'Okay, he's clearly not thinking straight.' Xpac thought, as he tried to keep up, yelling out apologies to the lady that they had just cut off.
Jeff decided to have a little fun, when he saw the car stop to let Xpac and Dwayne pass. And he did a quick roll over the hood.
''You idiot!'' The lady yelled out, waving her fist in the air at him.
'And to think she just met him' Road Dogg laughed, running behind the car quickly catching up with Jeff.
They finally arrived at The Rocks car, a Silver Jaguar XF Sedan, with black leather interior.
''Woah, this you?'' Xpac asked, running over to the passenger's side.
''Yeah,'' Dwayne replied, clicking the unlock button on his keys.
''Nice,''
''Roll down the window!'' Jeff yelled out, feeling like he was in an action movie, backing far enough away from the car to where he could run and slide in through the window, ''I wanna try somethin!''
''No,'' Dwayne barked, shooting a piercing glare over at Jeff that told him he wasn't in the mood to play right now, before climbing down into the car and shutting the door.
'Well it was fun while it lasted,' Jeff pouted, as he ran back over to the car climbing in, quickly trying to fasten his seat belt.
Dwayne then floored it out of the parking lot, making no complete stops, and slowing down for no sharp curves.
''Woah,'' Road Dogg yelled out, grabbing onto the back of Xpac's seat as he slid over towards Jeff.
As they came up to the Metal Barrier gate, Dwayne looked over at any of the gates that were letting another vehicle through, and sped up, quickly making it through just as it the gate was coming down.
''Holy Shit!'' Jeff yelled out, breaking his neck to look behind him, at the gate that had just shut behind them. ''Your nuts!''
Xpac couldn't believe it either, as Dwayne continued to swerve through traffic. Xpac gained a tighter grip on his seat belt, quickly glanced over at the speedometer which read (90), and then realized that he was going 90 in a 40zone. 'Shit! I should've stayed on the plane'
''I feel like I'm in one of those Fast and Furious movies!'' Jeff smirked, trying to make light of the situation, ''Man Dwayne, have you ever thought about being a street racer?''
Dwayne glared at Jeff through the rear view mirror, and then turned his attention back to the road.
''Eh, all I'm saying is that you'd be good for it.'' Jeff shrugged, as they drove through an intersection on a red light.
''OH MY GOD JEFF SHUT THE FUCK UP!'' Road Dogg yelled out, yanking Jeff up by his collar, now in fear for his life. ''SAVE ONE MORE THING AND I'LL-''
''Chil! Chill! I'll hush!'' Jeff quickly responded, happy when Road Dogg released him, 'Fuckin psycho'
Meanwhile
''So, you okay?'' The Cashier asked her, after noticing she'd been quiet for a while.
''Um, yeah.'' She nodded, looking over at him, sitting up against the counter, ''I'm fine,''
''Just checkin,'' He smiled down at her, still wondering who that big guy was, but not wanting to be too much into her business, ''So, whats with the outfit?'' He asked, eyeing her robe.
''Trust me, you don't want to know.'' She answered, wrapping it around her tighter, feeling a bit embarrassed for having to show up anywhere almost necked.
''Oh, well how about you go pick out a Chevron shirt, and a Chevron pair of pants, and go put it on so you won't have to be necked when your… boyfriend comes.'' He smirked, putting emphasis on certain words, wanting to know if she was single.
''Um, I would but I totally left my wallet in my suitcase.'' She answered feeling dumbfounded, knowing she'd probably never see anything in that suitcase again.
''No worries Darlin,'' He replied, as he offered her his hand, helping her up, ''I got you.''
'What a sweetheart' she thought, as he led her out to their accessory section.
''See anything that might interest you?'' He asked, watching her as she thought about which one she liked the best.
''Hm…''
''Hm…'' He teased, rubbing his chin as if he was thinking about which to pick also.
She couldn't help but smile when he mimicked her. ''Are you making front of me?'' She asked, finding him kinda charming.
''No, not at all,'' he smiled, as he watched her turn her attention back to the shirts. ''So, see any?''
''I really like this, Black and white one.'' She smiled, walking over to point to the one she was talking about.
''You actually chose my favorite,'' He pointed out, finding them to have a lot in common.
She couldn't help but notice that he was flirting with her, ''It's probably a lot of girls favorite''
''Probably,'' He agreed, not being able to take his eyes off her.
''So, anyways I'll take this shirt, and um…'' She really wasn't too picky on the pants, none of them really interested her so she just grabbed the one closest to her. ''These,''
''Ahh, my favorite choice in-''
''Pants?'' Trish finished for him, knowing he was about to say that.
''Yeah,'' He smiled, ''Well anyways, I should return to the register. The bathrooms back that way,'' He said, pointing over near the dairy aisle. ''If you need anything, just come see me.'' He smiled, before moving back over to the register.
Trish nodded, then walked down the aisle with the milk into the bathroom to change. After changing into the outfit, she actually did like the pants a little more than before. They really complimented her figure, she thought as she looked at herself in the mirror. As she walked out of the bathroom, she noticed that the cashier was nowhere in sight, and just figured he'd maybe went out on a smoke break or something. She walked over, to the register, and noticed the phone was off the hook, and then saw something brown hanging out from behind the counter. As she stood up, on her tippy toes, to get a better look she realized that it was the tip of the cashier's shoe. Her eyes widened, and she let out a loud scream as she backed away from the counter.
''I told you, hiding behind that cash register wouldn't protect you from me,'' Viscera grinned, as he walked up behind her.
There's Chapter 6! I honestly kind've came up with alot of this stuff last second. Some of it I had planned to throw in the chapter, while some of it I just added to make it alot more interesting. So anyways I hope you guys are still enjoying it and i'll keep on trying to have atleast one chapter added per day. And again if there's anything that anyone feels I should change, or maybe take this story in a different direction feel free to say so.