Here's the second chapter for you, since it's been so long since I updated! Please forgive me!
Haha, here's some Mike-torture for y'all (yes. I'm from the South. Get used to it). I just couldn't resist!
I had so much fun writing that last chapter! Hahaha!
Enjoy!
-Forbala-
CHAPTER TEN: THE VILE ONE
"Where to tonight?" I asked as I ate breakfast.
"MGM!" whooped Emmett.
As we arrived at the previously mentioned park, I was led to the back of the park and we got in line for the Hollywood Hotel: Tower of Terror. We had arrived rather early, and so were among the first hundred in line—apparently, a shocking feat.
"Edward, I'm not so sure about this…."
"Come on, Bella," Alice scoffed. "You can jump off a cliff into hurricane waters, but you can't go on a totally safe, no-death-guaranteed ride?"
"I'm never gonna live that down, am I?"
"It's doubtful," replied Rose as we rode the elevator up to board the ride.
We watched the video introduction to the ride, my nerves getting more and more anxious. My heart was pounding as we pulled the restraints on to keep us from flying out (lovely thought, that). I was clutching Edward's hand with all my might, which had no effect on him, of course.
And then we dropped.
And then we rose, doors opening to show us the giant Epcot golf ball. If I looked closely, I could see the Cinderella Palace.
Again and again we repeated this until we made it back down. I found that I actually was quite exhilarated. Maybe thrill rides weren't so bad after all.
"Alright, guys, it's time to move it! We don't a three-hour wait for the Rockin' Roller Coaster!" We took off at a human sprint, and a fast one. I was on Edward's back.
"Does the line really get so long for the Rockin' Roller Coaster? Surely not three hours…."
"Bella, love, you have no idea. A one-hour wait for it is short."
I gulped.
We made it to Aerosmith's roller coaster with "only" a fifty-five minute wait. Rosalie praised god for getting there "early".
And guess who else was in line?
You guessed it! Mike…and his parents!
"Bella?" I heard my name called by the voice that was so familiar and irksome. I turned to see none other then Mike Newton two people ahead of us. Those two people, I realized, were his parents.
"Oh. Hi, Mike. What're you doing here?"
"Same as you, I imagine. Where's the chief?"
"I'm here with the Cullens. Charlie's not here."
"Oh." He eyed Edward suspiciously, who responded by wrapping his arm tightly around my waist and kissing my lips.
I saw Mike don an annoyed face and shove his hands in his pockets.
Again, we watched the video-prequel once inside. This time, Aerosmith invited us to a backstage-VIP concert. We boarded the cars, two to a row—Edward, and me, Alice and Jasper, Emmett and Rose. Then in the attached car, Mike and his parents.
"I wonder how fast this goes…?" I pondered quietly to myself. But my family, being vampires, heard, and Emmett answered me.
"Zero to sixty in two-point-eight second! Isn't that awesome!"
I gulped again. I should learn to keep my mouth shut.
Again, I enjoyed the ride, Aerosmith rocking out in speakers by our heads, loop-de-loops galore, and such speed! I was really surprising myself.
After the ride, I was hungry, so we wandered around for a restaurant to eat in when I saw it. I broke into laughter and gasped out, "I know where I want to eat! Hahaha!" I pointed to the restaurant—Rosie's All-American Café. I heard Rosalie mutter something about idiocy and coincidences as we strolled in, me gaining control again.
We spent the rest of the day doing all that we could in MGM—Indiana Jones (awesome movies!), Star Wars, Jurassic Park, the car stunts show, the Great Movie Ride, Sounds Dangerous—Starring Drew Carey, a "bit" of shopping (courtesy of your friendly neighbourhood Alice). We also ate at the Toy Story Pizza Planet Arcade and the 50s Prime Time Café.
It was made slightly less fun by Mike toddling behind us. His parents had left to let him "be with his friends".
And then came the seven-thirty conclusion: Fantasmic!
We hurried in and got some really great seats in the Mickey Mouse section (the middle), close enough for a good view, but not so close as to get wet or breathe smoke, or get trapped afterwards.
The show began.
Mickey was battling all the villains of various movies. When fighting the dragon from Sleeping Beauty, he said one of my favourite lines:
"You think you're so powerful? Well, this is my dream!"
At the end of the show, all the princesses and their men went around the island on boats, led by Steamboat Willy, circa 18 November 1928.
"That was fantastic!" I babbled.
"No, Fantasmic!" Emmett corrected, then laughed heartily.
We left Mike at the buses a half-hour before sunrise, for he was staying at the Polynesian, across the lake from us.
All in all, a good day—er, night.