Chapter 3
Philip sighed dramatically and pulled the car into a half-empty parking lot. He turned and looked at Chloe.
"Philip? What are you doing? We're going to miss our flight!"
"We're not going anywhere until you tell me what's wrong. I want this trip to be perfect for you, and so far, everything is weird and we didn't even get to the airport yet."
Chloe shook her head and swallowed. She wasn't good at lying, but she'd give it a shot. "Philip, I told you a thousand times since we left the school...I'm fine."
Philip looked out his window for a minute and Chloe shifted in her seat uncomfortably. He unbuckled his seatbelt and turned back to Chloe.
"Philip!" He sighed and put his hand over her mouth. Chloe rose her eyebrows and Philip couldn't help smiling. Even when she couldn't speak, Chloe still found a way to show her opinion and always found a way to show she was angry. "Chloe, are you mad at me for inviting Jason to Florida?"
Chloe removed Philip's hand from over her mouth and kissed it lightly. She then kissed him on the lips. "No," she whispered. "I told you, I'll just avoid spending any time with Jason...or Brady."
Philip nodded as Chloe continued. "I'll show you what's wrong," she stammered. Butterflies pounded in her stomach as she grabbed Philip's face with both hands. She pressed her lips against his, light at first until both of them grew hungry for more. When Chloe allowed Philip's tongue entrance, she heard a groan deep in his throat. Chloe knew she had to breath, but she couldn't pull away. Soon, Philip finally did, gasping for air.
"Chloe...that was amazing. Please don't tell me your upset because you think your a bad kisser." He pressed his forehead against Chloe's. "Because I personally know that is far from the truth."
Chloe pulled away from Philip. "No...I...Philip, I feel...different with you." She couldn't help giggling at Philip's adorable puppy dog face.
"Different? Did I do something wrong?"
"No!" Chloe almost shouted. "No...Philip, please don't even think that. You do nearly everything right. What I meant to say is that, I'm scared of myself when I'm with you. I'm scared I might lose control when we kiss...I get so caught up in it...and I don't want to do something I'm not ready for. I never opened myself to someone as much as I have to you. You're my everything, Philip. You're my heart and...even when you're not with me, I still feel you, Philip. I--I love you. And I don't want to mess that up by losing control."
Philip opened his mouth slightly. No one ever said anything like that to him before. He leaned towards Chloe and kissed her tears that ran freely down her face. "I love you, too. But you don't have to worry, Chloe. I know why you were upset a few minutes ago. You're scared something may happen in Florida." Chloe nodded, closing her eyes, and Philip put his hand under her chin and lifted her face. "Open your eyes, Chloe. I will never push you. I'm not going to lie, I want to be with you--I want to make love to you. But if it's sex or you, I choose you, Chloe. You turned my life upside down...and it was the best thing that ever happened to me. You showed me life is more than what I ever thought it was. You are a beautiful woman who is even more beautiful on the inside, if that's possible...and that's rare, Chloe. So please don't think I'm going to throw that all away for one night."
Chloe couldn't even see Philip's face, her vision was so blurred. She vainly tried to wipe away her tears but there were too many. "Thank you, Philip. I love you."
Philip took her hand and kissed it, just like she did minutes ago. "I love you too."
Chloe suddenly began laughing.
"What?"
"Belle's going to kill us...look at the time."
"Damn it! We're going to be so late if I don't haul ass," he murmured, pulling out of the parking lot.
Chloe rolled her eyes. "When don't you speed?"
Philip laughed. "How could you not speed in this beauty?" He said, patting the steering wheel lovingly as Chloe rolled her eyes for the hundredth time that day. She smiled as she looked out the window...maybe this vacation will be perfect after all.
Chapter 4
"Where are they?" Belle shrieked, throwing her carry-on bag down on the floor in frustration.
"They still have ten minutes until boarding, Belle. Just chill." Jason said, picking Belle's bag up for her. As soon as he picked it up, his arm nearly fell out of his socket from the heaviness. "Damn, Belle, did you pack your entire house?"
Shawn rubbed his shoulder, which was still sore from carrying Belle's luggage. "Aw, Jase, your turning into a lightweight. That's just her make-up and hair stuff. At least you didn't have to deal with the wardrobe."
"Ha, ha," Belle said sarcastically, only half-listening. She scanned the airport again, but there was no sign of Philip and Chloe. She turned back to Jason and Shawn and smiled in spite of her worry. Shawn, Belle and Brady got to the airport extremely early, as did Jason. After spending time with him as they waited for boarding to be announced, Belle was surprised of different Jason acted when Jan wasn't permanently attached to him. He was funny and even really sweet. Belle never thought she'd enjoy Jason Welle's company until today. She looked over at Mimi, who arrived five minutes ago. Mimi was talking to Brady and shooting looks that could kill at Jason. She guessed Mimi didn't hop onto the Jason bandwagon yet.
"Look!" Belle screamed, pointing to an opening elevator. The people surrounding them turned to stare at Belle, who was shrieking and running towards the elevator. Shawn put his finger next to his head and twirled it in a circle a few times. The crowd nodded sagely as Jason stifled his laughter.
"Philip! Chloe! Where were you guys?!" Belle shouted, dragging the couple by the hands over to the rest of the gang.
"Belle, your going to make me deaf before I turn seventeen," Philip complained, struggling to keep up with Belle's pace. They finally reached the gang and hugs were exchanged...Jason stood off to the side when Chloe arrived and Brady crossed his arms with a smirk on his face. Philip, Shawn and Belle decided to go get food for the gang while they waited for the plane and Mimi stupidly went to the bathroom, leaving Chloe with Jason and Brady.
Brady sat in a chair, never taking his eyes off Chloe. Chloe saw him in the corner of her eye and tried her best to ignore him. Jason took the oppurtinty to approach Chloe and she gave him a look that clearly said, "Stay away." Obviously Jason was as dense as he looked because he kept walking towards her anyway.
"Ch--Chloe," he said, shuffling his feet. "Um...look. I know you probably hate me and once we get on the plane, you probably are going to be fighting the urge to throw me off of it--"
Chloe crossed her arms. "Something like that."
Jason looked up nervously and then went back to studying the amazing lint on the carpet beneath him. "Um..well...I was a horrible person, Chloe. I really was. But I want to change things. I've heard about what a great person you are from Phil and Shawn and I want to find that out for myself...if you'll let me. I realized what a jerk I was when I was with Jan. I was just so used to being with her that I acted that way so I wouldn't lose her...she was my only friend, Chloe. But I want to be your friend now."
Chloe laughed bitterly. "Don't go and try to make me pity you, Jason. Don't talk to me about not having any friends. It was partially your fault that I didn't have any friends when I first came here! You were such an ass to me, Jason."
Brady stood up and joined Chloe and Jason, talking rapidly as he approached them. "Goddammit, Chloe, Philip was part of that reason too. You forgave him in a hurry. Maybe that was just because you wanted a puppy dog to follow your every move...someone to lie and say your singing was actually good. Someone who actually cared about you. You never had that before, did ya, Chl--" His last word was cut off by a hard slap to his face. Chloe ran off to the bathroom to find Mimi and Jason turned to face Brady with his jaw clenched.
"Gee, thanks, Brady. Knew I could count on you."
The intercom pierced through the room. "Flight 1103, for Southwest Airlines, arriving in Daytona, Florida, will be boarding now."
Chapter 5
Belle opened the overheard luggage department and tried to lift her carry-on over her head. She groaned as she couldn't lift it any higher than her waist.
"Shawn Brady, why did you let me pack this much stuff?" she asked him, who was already sitting in the window seat.
"What?! You nearly tore of my arm with your bare hands when I tried to take some of the stuff out of your carry-on." Belle sighed and tried to lift the bag again, with no luck. "I told you not to pack so much."
Belle exhaled in frustration, "Shawn, I'm going to chuck this bag at your head if you don't shut up."
Brady, who was sitting next to Mimi in the seats in the middle of the plane, rolled his eyes. "They should just shut up and make out so we wouldn't have to listen to them talk anymore. She's giving me a headache." Mimi giggled, happy that the comment didn't even bother her since she's been over Shawn for months now, and Brady looked over at her, smiling. "You know, Meems, you look really pretty today."
Mimi looked up in surprise and immediately grew flustered. "Oh..uh...um, I guess. I mean, thank you."
Jason flopped down on the seat to Mimi's right. "Yeah, she looks all right."
Mimi snapped her head towards Jason's direction and crinkled her nose. "Jason, nobody asked you to talk. Why don't you do what you always do? Sit there and look stupid until Jan comes and gives you her command...then you can go off and do it like a good little dog."
"Well, well, if you want to talk lapdogs, why don't we bring up Belle? I'm surprised your not melting away...after all, you're not your required two centimeters away from her."
"Oh, God. Two hours of this and I'm going to kill myself," Brady muttered.
"If you need any help, I'll be glad to offer it," Chloe retorted to him, as she and Philip took the seats behind Brady, Mimi and Jason.
"Chloe, just relax," Philip whispered in her ear. "Remember, if you just ignore him, he'll eventually leave you alone. So don't egg him on." Chloe nodded.
Meanwhile, a line of people filed behind Belle, waiting for her to put her bag in the overhead compartment so they could get to their seats.
"Hey, can you please hurry up here?" someone shouted out.
"Shawn," Belle said frantically. "Please help me, this is embarrassing."
Shawn shook his head and put on his headphones. "Sorry, Perfect Girl. I tried to help with your packing, but I was almost tragically injured. You're on your own."
"Shawn!" Belle shouted, and Shawn couldn't help laughing at Belle's panic--she probably thought the line of people were going to trample over her soon. He laughed even harder when a flight attendant helped Belle with her bag and asked her to quickly take her seat. Shawn was dying by the time everyone gave Belle dirty looks as they passed. Belle covered her face in her hands. "I hate you, Shawn."
"Ah, come on, Belle. It was classic. 'Shawn! Please help me!'"
Belle hit Shawn's shoulder, laughing in spite of herself. "I don't even know why I'm friends with you," she said jokingly.
"Well, you just can't resist my body."
"Oh, yeah, thanks for reminding me," said Belle, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Hey, um, Belle?"
"Yeah?"
"I--Well, I--" Shawn cleared his throat. Shawn Brady doesn't get nervous, what was going on? Calm down, man, he thought to himself. "I was just thinking, um, who's going to room with who?" He knew there were three double rooms and one single at the condo. He knew Jason and Brady would be sharing one room...the Reject Room, as they called it...and Philip and Chloe would have another. Shawn was hoping deep down Mimi would claim the single, leaving him and Belle with a room all to themselves.
Belle looked up at the plane's ceiling as she thought. "Um...well, Philip and Chloe are going to share one room."
"Really? Chloe's cool with that?" Shawn said, pretending to be surprised.
Belle bobbed her head up and down and Shawn smiled to himself. She was so cute. "Yeah, she told me as long as nothing serious happened, she'd be fine with it. And Philip won't push her to do anything, he's too much of a knight-in-shining-armor type of guy. You know the type...riding white horses, kissing her hand, helping her put her luggage in the overhead..." she trailed off, smirking. The two buckled their seatbelts as the plane lifted off.
Shawn laughed. "Okay, okay, I apologize, mi-lady." He took Belle's hand and kissed it lightly. Belle felt her heart pound and tore her gaze away from Shawn. Her heart felt like it was going to burst out of her chest when she realized Shawn kept holding her hand even after he finished kissing it. "There...I just don't have the white horse," he whispered, and began rubbing Belle's hand with his thumb.
Belle let herself drown in Shawn's brown eyes and forgot about everyone around them. "You don't need the white horse...you're...you're perfect." Shawn looked up in surprise, forgetting his suggestion to get him and Belle in the same room.
"Even for a Tough Boy?"
"Y--Yes. Shawn--I...I want to tell you something." This is it, she thought. If I don't tell him now, I'll never have the courage later. Just say it, Belle. Shawn swallowed a lump in his throat...he never felt so nervous. "What is it, Belle?"
"Hey, Tinkerbelle!" Brady's voice cut through the moment. Shawn dropped Belle's hand, surprised by the interruption and Belle bit her lip. She slowly turned to Brady with a look that could kill. "What, Brady?" she said tensely.
"You have some toilet paper stuck on your shoe!" he nearly shouted. Some people turned around to stare at Belle and Shawn tried not to smile as Belle squirmed. This trip wants me to die of embarrassment today, she thought as her face turned red. Since the seatbelt light was off, she undid the belt and took the piece off her shoe. Belle walked to the back of the plane where the garbage bag was, smacking the back of Brady's head as she went.
"What? I was just warning you before anyone noticed!"
Shawn slumped back in his seat, dejected. What was Belle going to say before Brady's big toilet paper announcement?
Philip sighed dramatically and pulled the car into a half-empty parking lot. He turned and looked at Chloe.
"Philip? What are you doing? We're going to miss our flight!"
"We're not going anywhere until you tell me what's wrong. I want this trip to be perfect for you, and so far, everything is weird and we didn't even get to the airport yet."
Chloe shook her head and swallowed. She wasn't good at lying, but she'd give it a shot. "Philip, I told you a thousand times since we left the school...I'm fine."
Philip looked out his window for a minute and Chloe shifted in her seat uncomfortably. He unbuckled his seatbelt and turned back to Chloe.
"Philip!" He sighed and put his hand over her mouth. Chloe rose her eyebrows and Philip couldn't help smiling. Even when she couldn't speak, Chloe still found a way to show her opinion and always found a way to show she was angry. "Chloe, are you mad at me for inviting Jason to Florida?"
Chloe removed Philip's hand from over her mouth and kissed it lightly. She then kissed him on the lips. "No," she whispered. "I told you, I'll just avoid spending any time with Jason...or Brady."
Philip nodded as Chloe continued. "I'll show you what's wrong," she stammered. Butterflies pounded in her stomach as she grabbed Philip's face with both hands. She pressed her lips against his, light at first until both of them grew hungry for more. When Chloe allowed Philip's tongue entrance, she heard a groan deep in his throat. Chloe knew she had to breath, but she couldn't pull away. Soon, Philip finally did, gasping for air.
"Chloe...that was amazing. Please don't tell me your upset because you think your a bad kisser." He pressed his forehead against Chloe's. "Because I personally know that is far from the truth."
Chloe pulled away from Philip. "No...I...Philip, I feel...different with you." She couldn't help giggling at Philip's adorable puppy dog face.
"Different? Did I do something wrong?"
"No!" Chloe almost shouted. "No...Philip, please don't even think that. You do nearly everything right. What I meant to say is that, I'm scared of myself when I'm with you. I'm scared I might lose control when we kiss...I get so caught up in it...and I don't want to do something I'm not ready for. I never opened myself to someone as much as I have to you. You're my everything, Philip. You're my heart and...even when you're not with me, I still feel you, Philip. I--I love you. And I don't want to mess that up by losing control."
Philip opened his mouth slightly. No one ever said anything like that to him before. He leaned towards Chloe and kissed her tears that ran freely down her face. "I love you, too. But you don't have to worry, Chloe. I know why you were upset a few minutes ago. You're scared something may happen in Florida." Chloe nodded, closing her eyes, and Philip put his hand under her chin and lifted her face. "Open your eyes, Chloe. I will never push you. I'm not going to lie, I want to be with you--I want to make love to you. But if it's sex or you, I choose you, Chloe. You turned my life upside down...and it was the best thing that ever happened to me. You showed me life is more than what I ever thought it was. You are a beautiful woman who is even more beautiful on the inside, if that's possible...and that's rare, Chloe. So please don't think I'm going to throw that all away for one night."
Chloe couldn't even see Philip's face, her vision was so blurred. She vainly tried to wipe away her tears but there were too many. "Thank you, Philip. I love you."
Philip took her hand and kissed it, just like she did minutes ago. "I love you too."
Chloe suddenly began laughing.
"What?"
"Belle's going to kill us...look at the time."
"Damn it! We're going to be so late if I don't haul ass," he murmured, pulling out of the parking lot.
Chloe rolled her eyes. "When don't you speed?"
Philip laughed. "How could you not speed in this beauty?" He said, patting the steering wheel lovingly as Chloe rolled her eyes for the hundredth time that day. She smiled as she looked out the window...maybe this vacation will be perfect after all.
Chapter 4
"Where are they?" Belle shrieked, throwing her carry-on bag down on the floor in frustration.
"They still have ten minutes until boarding, Belle. Just chill." Jason said, picking Belle's bag up for her. As soon as he picked it up, his arm nearly fell out of his socket from the heaviness. "Damn, Belle, did you pack your entire house?"
Shawn rubbed his shoulder, which was still sore from carrying Belle's luggage. "Aw, Jase, your turning into a lightweight. That's just her make-up and hair stuff. At least you didn't have to deal with the wardrobe."
"Ha, ha," Belle said sarcastically, only half-listening. She scanned the airport again, but there was no sign of Philip and Chloe. She turned back to Jason and Shawn and smiled in spite of her worry. Shawn, Belle and Brady got to the airport extremely early, as did Jason. After spending time with him as they waited for boarding to be announced, Belle was surprised of different Jason acted when Jan wasn't permanently attached to him. He was funny and even really sweet. Belle never thought she'd enjoy Jason Welle's company until today. She looked over at Mimi, who arrived five minutes ago. Mimi was talking to Brady and shooting looks that could kill at Jason. She guessed Mimi didn't hop onto the Jason bandwagon yet.
"Look!" Belle screamed, pointing to an opening elevator. The people surrounding them turned to stare at Belle, who was shrieking and running towards the elevator. Shawn put his finger next to his head and twirled it in a circle a few times. The crowd nodded sagely as Jason stifled his laughter.
"Philip! Chloe! Where were you guys?!" Belle shouted, dragging the couple by the hands over to the rest of the gang.
"Belle, your going to make me deaf before I turn seventeen," Philip complained, struggling to keep up with Belle's pace. They finally reached the gang and hugs were exchanged...Jason stood off to the side when Chloe arrived and Brady crossed his arms with a smirk on his face. Philip, Shawn and Belle decided to go get food for the gang while they waited for the plane and Mimi stupidly went to the bathroom, leaving Chloe with Jason and Brady.
Brady sat in a chair, never taking his eyes off Chloe. Chloe saw him in the corner of her eye and tried her best to ignore him. Jason took the oppurtinty to approach Chloe and she gave him a look that clearly said, "Stay away." Obviously Jason was as dense as he looked because he kept walking towards her anyway.
"Ch--Chloe," he said, shuffling his feet. "Um...look. I know you probably hate me and once we get on the plane, you probably are going to be fighting the urge to throw me off of it--"
Chloe crossed her arms. "Something like that."
Jason looked up nervously and then went back to studying the amazing lint on the carpet beneath him. "Um..well...I was a horrible person, Chloe. I really was. But I want to change things. I've heard about what a great person you are from Phil and Shawn and I want to find that out for myself...if you'll let me. I realized what a jerk I was when I was with Jan. I was just so used to being with her that I acted that way so I wouldn't lose her...she was my only friend, Chloe. But I want to be your friend now."
Chloe laughed bitterly. "Don't go and try to make me pity you, Jason. Don't talk to me about not having any friends. It was partially your fault that I didn't have any friends when I first came here! You were such an ass to me, Jason."
Brady stood up and joined Chloe and Jason, talking rapidly as he approached them. "Goddammit, Chloe, Philip was part of that reason too. You forgave him in a hurry. Maybe that was just because you wanted a puppy dog to follow your every move...someone to lie and say your singing was actually good. Someone who actually cared about you. You never had that before, did ya, Chl--" His last word was cut off by a hard slap to his face. Chloe ran off to the bathroom to find Mimi and Jason turned to face Brady with his jaw clenched.
"Gee, thanks, Brady. Knew I could count on you."
The intercom pierced through the room. "Flight 1103, for Southwest Airlines, arriving in Daytona, Florida, will be boarding now."
Chapter 5
Belle opened the overheard luggage department and tried to lift her carry-on over her head. She groaned as she couldn't lift it any higher than her waist.
"Shawn Brady, why did you let me pack this much stuff?" she asked him, who was already sitting in the window seat.
"What?! You nearly tore of my arm with your bare hands when I tried to take some of the stuff out of your carry-on." Belle sighed and tried to lift the bag again, with no luck. "I told you not to pack so much."
Belle exhaled in frustration, "Shawn, I'm going to chuck this bag at your head if you don't shut up."
Brady, who was sitting next to Mimi in the seats in the middle of the plane, rolled his eyes. "They should just shut up and make out so we wouldn't have to listen to them talk anymore. She's giving me a headache." Mimi giggled, happy that the comment didn't even bother her since she's been over Shawn for months now, and Brady looked over at her, smiling. "You know, Meems, you look really pretty today."
Mimi looked up in surprise and immediately grew flustered. "Oh..uh...um, I guess. I mean, thank you."
Jason flopped down on the seat to Mimi's right. "Yeah, she looks all right."
Mimi snapped her head towards Jason's direction and crinkled her nose. "Jason, nobody asked you to talk. Why don't you do what you always do? Sit there and look stupid until Jan comes and gives you her command...then you can go off and do it like a good little dog."
"Well, well, if you want to talk lapdogs, why don't we bring up Belle? I'm surprised your not melting away...after all, you're not your required two centimeters away from her."
"Oh, God. Two hours of this and I'm going to kill myself," Brady muttered.
"If you need any help, I'll be glad to offer it," Chloe retorted to him, as she and Philip took the seats behind Brady, Mimi and Jason.
"Chloe, just relax," Philip whispered in her ear. "Remember, if you just ignore him, he'll eventually leave you alone. So don't egg him on." Chloe nodded.
Meanwhile, a line of people filed behind Belle, waiting for her to put her bag in the overhead compartment so they could get to their seats.
"Hey, can you please hurry up here?" someone shouted out.
"Shawn," Belle said frantically. "Please help me, this is embarrassing."
Shawn shook his head and put on his headphones. "Sorry, Perfect Girl. I tried to help with your packing, but I was almost tragically injured. You're on your own."
"Shawn!" Belle shouted, and Shawn couldn't help laughing at Belle's panic--she probably thought the line of people were going to trample over her soon. He laughed even harder when a flight attendant helped Belle with her bag and asked her to quickly take her seat. Shawn was dying by the time everyone gave Belle dirty looks as they passed. Belle covered her face in her hands. "I hate you, Shawn."
"Ah, come on, Belle. It was classic. 'Shawn! Please help me!'"
Belle hit Shawn's shoulder, laughing in spite of herself. "I don't even know why I'm friends with you," she said jokingly.
"Well, you just can't resist my body."
"Oh, yeah, thanks for reminding me," said Belle, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Hey, um, Belle?"
"Yeah?"
"I--Well, I--" Shawn cleared his throat. Shawn Brady doesn't get nervous, what was going on? Calm down, man, he thought to himself. "I was just thinking, um, who's going to room with who?" He knew there were three double rooms and one single at the condo. He knew Jason and Brady would be sharing one room...the Reject Room, as they called it...and Philip and Chloe would have another. Shawn was hoping deep down Mimi would claim the single, leaving him and Belle with a room all to themselves.
Belle looked up at the plane's ceiling as she thought. "Um...well, Philip and Chloe are going to share one room."
"Really? Chloe's cool with that?" Shawn said, pretending to be surprised.
Belle bobbed her head up and down and Shawn smiled to himself. She was so cute. "Yeah, she told me as long as nothing serious happened, she'd be fine with it. And Philip won't push her to do anything, he's too much of a knight-in-shining-armor type of guy. You know the type...riding white horses, kissing her hand, helping her put her luggage in the overhead..." she trailed off, smirking. The two buckled their seatbelts as the plane lifted off.
Shawn laughed. "Okay, okay, I apologize, mi-lady." He took Belle's hand and kissed it lightly. Belle felt her heart pound and tore her gaze away from Shawn. Her heart felt like it was going to burst out of her chest when she realized Shawn kept holding her hand even after he finished kissing it. "There...I just don't have the white horse," he whispered, and began rubbing Belle's hand with his thumb.
Belle let herself drown in Shawn's brown eyes and forgot about everyone around them. "You don't need the white horse...you're...you're perfect." Shawn looked up in surprise, forgetting his suggestion to get him and Belle in the same room.
"Even for a Tough Boy?"
"Y--Yes. Shawn--I...I want to tell you something." This is it, she thought. If I don't tell him now, I'll never have the courage later. Just say it, Belle. Shawn swallowed a lump in his throat...he never felt so nervous. "What is it, Belle?"
"Hey, Tinkerbelle!" Brady's voice cut through the moment. Shawn dropped Belle's hand, surprised by the interruption and Belle bit her lip. She slowly turned to Brady with a look that could kill. "What, Brady?" she said tensely.
"You have some toilet paper stuck on your shoe!" he nearly shouted. Some people turned around to stare at Belle and Shawn tried not to smile as Belle squirmed. This trip wants me to die of embarrassment today, she thought as her face turned red. Since the seatbelt light was off, she undid the belt and took the piece off her shoe. Belle walked to the back of the plane where the garbage bag was, smacking the back of Brady's head as she went.
"What? I was just warning you before anyone noticed!"
Shawn slumped back in his seat, dejected. What was Belle going to say before Brady's big toilet paper announcement?