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Okay, did anybody read the first chapter and is willing to continue? I'm sorry for all spelling and grammatical mistakes. English isn't my first language and it's so difficult to write in a foreign language... Please tell me what you think about the story. Too bad? Shall I continue? Or better delete everything? R.
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Chapter 2: Europe
His grandparents were at the airport to welcome him and he was happy to be there when he saw the loving smile on both of their faces. "Hey, Logan!"
"Granny, hi!" His grandmother hugged him.
"Grandpa!"
"Good to see you again, Logan!"
He hadn't met his grandparents after the accident, but they were easy with everything. Well, he had talked on the phone for ages to tell them about everything. His grandpa took his suitcase and led them to the car. They talked all the way home with Logan telling about Seattle and his grandparents asking questions about everything back in the States. When they arrived, dinner was almost ready and Logan didn't have much time to think about anything.
It was quite late - he had already decided to go to bed - when his grandmother asked him, "So, who is this girl you went to Bennett's wedding with?"
Logan sighed. "Max? What did Jonas tell?"
"Nothing. Bennett just told us about her."
His grandfather grinned and Logan shook his head.
"Her name is Max. But she is stubborn like hell, and I finally gave up trying to understand her."
Logan's mood obviously changed and he stared out of the black window, thinking about her.
"You like her, don't you?"
"Does that matter? She's the most perfect woman I ever met and I'm just.." He didn't finish the sentence, but his grandparents understood. "Sorry, but I'll go to bed. Good night."
"Good night, Logan!"
The next morning, when he woke up, he took the phone and dialed Max's number, but then changed his mind. Instead he only sent her a small message. He missed her.
* * * One day before Christmas her phone rang but when she
answered it, the line had already been separated. But she was quite sure it had
been a German number and she could imagine who had tried to reach her.
A few minutes later she got a message. "Hey Max. I'm fine. The flight's been nice and my grandparents are really happy to have me here. No hover drones, no sector police, but great shops to buy presents. Hope you're doing fine. Logan."
She read the message again and again. She missed him.
About an hour later her phone rang again. Cindy's voice came out of the bathroom. "Take the call. I can't."
Max looked at the phone. The same number. "Yeah?"
"Max Guevara?"
"Yes?!"
"This is Sarah Parker speaking. I'm Logan's grandmother."
Max was surprised. "Oh!? Hey! Can I help you?"
"Well, not me personally, but maybe Logan. He came here yesterday and is in a horrible mood. And just speaking out your name makes it even worse, so I suspect his mood's got something to do with you. Am I right?"
Max wondered what was happening, but she answered, "Yeah, I guess so."
"Am I still right when I think that he asked you to join him at visiting us? He wasn't quite sure for some time whether he would come alone or bring somebody with him, so maybe that was you?"
Max breathed deeply. "Yeah, you're still right. But why are you calling?"
"Because I love my grandson and because I want to have a nice Christmas. So why don't you get your stuff together and take the next plane? I would really appreciate it. And Logan too, even though he does not know I'm talking to you right now. So it's still your choice!"
"Thanks. But what do you know about me, that you're calling? We've never met."
"I know, but I know Logan. He didn't speak much of you but I know he cares about you. You must have proved more than once that you're a good friend."
Max still wondered what Logan had told his granny. Why did she call her and asked her to come? But it was like a second chance. She could still come and spend Christmas with Logan. And his grandparents - his grandma seemed to be nice. But then something suddenly came to her mind.
"I would love to, but I'm sorry. I can't afford the flight."
"No problem. Regard it as a Christmas present. Your ticket will be at the airport."
"Okay. So I'll get my stuff together and jump on the next plane."
Logan's grandma had already managed everything. She told her when the plane went and how she could find them in Europe. So Max did as she was told. Everything was fine, the controls were laughable and the flight was boring.
A/N: Okay, this one was very short. But the next chapter will be longer, I promise!!
Okay, did anybody read the first chapter and is willing to continue? I'm sorry for all spelling and grammatical mistakes. English isn't my first language and it's so difficult to write in a foreign language... Please tell me what you think about the story. Too bad? Shall I continue? Or better delete everything? R.
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Chapter 2: Europe
His grandparents were at the airport to welcome him and he was happy to be there when he saw the loving smile on both of their faces. "Hey, Logan!"
"Granny, hi!" His grandmother hugged him.
"Grandpa!"
"Good to see you again, Logan!"
He hadn't met his grandparents after the accident, but they were easy with everything. Well, he had talked on the phone for ages to tell them about everything. His grandpa took his suitcase and led them to the car. They talked all the way home with Logan telling about Seattle and his grandparents asking questions about everything back in the States. When they arrived, dinner was almost ready and Logan didn't have much time to think about anything.
It was quite late - he had already decided to go to bed - when his grandmother asked him, "So, who is this girl you went to Bennett's wedding with?"
Logan sighed. "Max? What did Jonas tell?"
"Nothing. Bennett just told us about her."
His grandfather grinned and Logan shook his head.
"Her name is Max. But she is stubborn like hell, and I finally gave up trying to understand her."
Logan's mood obviously changed and he stared out of the black window, thinking about her.
"You like her, don't you?"
"Does that matter? She's the most perfect woman I ever met and I'm just.." He didn't finish the sentence, but his grandparents understood. "Sorry, but I'll go to bed. Good night."
"Good night, Logan!"
The next morning, when he woke up, he took the phone and dialed Max's number, but then changed his mind. Instead he only sent her a small message. He missed her.
A few minutes later she got a message. "Hey Max. I'm fine. The flight's been nice and my grandparents are really happy to have me here. No hover drones, no sector police, but great shops to buy presents. Hope you're doing fine. Logan."
She read the message again and again. She missed him.
About an hour later her phone rang again. Cindy's voice came out of the bathroom. "Take the call. I can't."
Max looked at the phone. The same number. "Yeah?"
"Max Guevara?"
"Yes?!"
"This is Sarah Parker speaking. I'm Logan's grandmother."
Max was surprised. "Oh!? Hey! Can I help you?"
"Well, not me personally, but maybe Logan. He came here yesterday and is in a horrible mood. And just speaking out your name makes it even worse, so I suspect his mood's got something to do with you. Am I right?"
Max wondered what was happening, but she answered, "Yeah, I guess so."
"Am I still right when I think that he asked you to join him at visiting us? He wasn't quite sure for some time whether he would come alone or bring somebody with him, so maybe that was you?"
Max breathed deeply. "Yeah, you're still right. But why are you calling?"
"Because I love my grandson and because I want to have a nice Christmas. So why don't you get your stuff together and take the next plane? I would really appreciate it. And Logan too, even though he does not know I'm talking to you right now. So it's still your choice!"
"Thanks. But what do you know about me, that you're calling? We've never met."
"I know, but I know Logan. He didn't speak much of you but I know he cares about you. You must have proved more than once that you're a good friend."
Max still wondered what Logan had told his granny. Why did she call her and asked her to come? But it was like a second chance. She could still come and spend Christmas with Logan. And his grandparents - his grandma seemed to be nice. But then something suddenly came to her mind.
"I would love to, but I'm sorry. I can't afford the flight."
"No problem. Regard it as a Christmas present. Your ticket will be at the airport."
"Okay. So I'll get my stuff together and jump on the next plane."
Logan's grandma had already managed everything. She told her when the plane went and how she could find them in Europe. So Max did as she was told. Everything was fine, the controls were laughable and the flight was boring.
A/N: Okay, this one was very short. But the next chapter will be longer, I promise!!