Happy new year everyone!!!
Thanks again for your replies.
I hope this part will answer some of your questions.. ; 0 ))
Chapter 7
Liz was now finally sitting in the plane.. She sighed loudly.. How did she end up there?? The most undesirable seat in all the aircraft for sure. She was in the middle of the central alley, between a young capricious boy who seemed to not be able to live without his Game Boy and a slightly overweight man who was in a staring contest with the olives in her salad. He just kept pushing his greasy glasses back up with his middle finger and putting his weight on their common armrest to have a better view of her plate. it wouldn't be that bad if he could stop sniffing . That was going too far ! Even if the food wasn't that great, she wanted to appreciate it without feeling uncomfortable.
"Would you stop the hypnotic approach please?? If you want so much these olives, you could simply ask you know." She said without lifting her eyes from her plate.. When she decided to look up and make eye contact with the person she was speaking to, Liz added "And today being my 'let's be generous' day of the year, I could even offer you a tissue.." Well, she might seem rude but she was feeling better already..
"What? Are you talking to me? Don't you know that I'm allergic to olives? You want my death, don't you? You're like them. This is a conspiracy." the man started to reply with an indignant tone.
Liz let him ramble and finished her lunch. Five minutes later, her strange neighbor had eventually put an end to his speech. She closed her eyes for a second before realizing how * lucky * she was to have the noise of a laser saber in her left ear. No, she wasn't even watching Star Wars, it was the sound of the Game Boy.. She turned her head to her left and said
"Listen young boy. Either you turn the sound off or you put your earphones on or they're going to find Pikachu in your stomach next time you have an X- ray.."
There must have been a murderous flame in her eyes because he looked up, met her gaze, stopped for a second and quickly put his earphones on..
Well, now she could finally daydream about everything she wanted. For example, a very fine handsome man.. Whose name began by M and ended by X . She wondered what Max stood for.. Maximilien, Maxime, Maxwell ?? Ok, let be realistic.. His name could be Bob or Dick, it wouldn't change the fact that he was gorgeous.Literally edible. This man had an air/something about him.. She hadn't become so comfortable with someone of the opposite sex so quickly before.. It seemed that she could tell him all about herself without feeling embarrassed. Well, she believed it could have been the beginning of a great complicity. Kind of like the big brother she never had.. She mentally shook her head.. A relation like that would be immoral. She wouldn't stop having incestuous thoughts for God's sake !
Liz simply couldn't deny that Max had some Prince Charming material in him. Gentle, fun to be around, intelligent AND handsome. For a while, she had believed men like that didn't exist anymore.. In her eyes, he was the last of a kind : Good-looking AND able to make a conversation that didn't involve sexual positions. She sighed and turned her head to her left, trying to see a little of the sky through the windows and cursing the lucky ones who were sitting next to them.
She sunk deeper into her seat and closed her eyes. She should get some sleep now.. With a little luck, all of this would be a dream, one of those she wouldn't remember when she would wake up.. It could sound a bit strange that she suddenly wanted to forget him but, in a way, thinking about him put her in an uncomfortable position. For Prince Charming had already found his Princess and she had, some time ago, swore to herself that she would never be the Witch going after a taken man and above all, stealing him away. She blinked several times and then closed her eyes tighter than before, wanting to make go away painful memories of a time when she was the Princess and the Witch had red curls .
"Ladies and gentlemen, please buckle your seatbelt. We are beginning our descent toward New York"
Max stood still. He didn't even hear the announcement. He was lost in thought, watching through the windows the little houses growing bigger and bigger. And with each passing second bringing him closer to this fateful moment when he would set foot on his home land, his doubts became bigger and bigger too. Had he done the right thing? Was it right of him to use that kind of "stratagem"? Thinking about it, he was in a way obliging her to speak to him again. And well, she hadn't really expressed the wish to hear about him again. The only thing he could say to his defense was that he didn't want her to become once again one of those nameless faces in that "urban jungle" that was LA.
In his eyes, she had to be one of a kind for meeting strangers was an everyday occurrence for him and never had he spent so much time hoping he would see them again.Those thousands of people he would, for the life of him, never remember speaking to. He had to be honest with himself: he would always remember her for he had really like their time together and he simply loved her spirit. The fact that she was utterly beautiful had, of course, nothing to do with that statement.. Right, he could always keep telling himself that..
He only hoped he wouldn't regret his decision because their encounter appeared to him like a parenthesis in their life, like a moment out of time and out of space and perhaps their complicity in thoses instants wouldn't be the same in real life. He didn't know why, but it made him remember the fragile summer crushes having to face later the reality that was High school years.
At least with his little stratagem, he would gain time with Tess so he could explain to her what really happened at the airport and not face an angry girlfriend about the "a woman answered my boyfriend's phone" argument.. And well, he sighed, he didn't want to cross an upset woman when she had taken lessons from his own sister..
"Sir?" interrupted a feminine voice.
He looked up and met the gaze of the blue-eyed flight attendant who happened to have long brown hair like a certain person he couldn't get out of his mind. But well, by the look of it, Liz's seemed softer..
"Yes?" he finally answered, his voice sounding huskier due to hours of sleep and daydreaming..
Misunderstanding his tone and looks and simply believing this Adonis was finding her to his liking, she leaned over and murmured near his ear..
"You should buckle your seatbelt, sir. We wouldn't want something bad to happen to you, would we?"
She licked her lips, stood up straight and winked at him before walking away..
Well, was it just him or was she swaying her behind a little too much?
The way she had looked at him like he was her next meal didn't affect him one bit.. He buckled his belt and went back to his thoughts.. Would Liz be pleased to have a way to see him again or would she be annoyed? He pulled his wallet out of his pocket and looked at a particular picture in it.. Well, maybe she would just meet him again to make him "swallow" his phone like she had promised him.. He smiled at the thought, turned his head and admired the landscape, the smile never leaving his lips..
A few hours later, Liz's plane finally landed on LA's ground. After having spent nearly 30 minutes praying that her suitcase had not been lost, she eventually found it and was ready to face the crowd in search of her best friend who should be waiting for her. She quickly spotted her but she couldn't believe what she was seeing..
Here was a totally excited Maria, holding in one hand a few balloons of every color and in the other one a sign on which was written her name surrounded by little hearts and bears.
"Oh my God.." she muttered. She walked closer to her friend
"I regret to inform you you're not my best friend anymore Maria.." she stated before giving her a tight hug.
They were laughing but then she heard Maria murmuring
"Chica, I need to breathe !!" then she put one hand on Liz's shoulder and said very seriously
"Are you telling me, that YOU, Liz Parker, miss-I-don't-give-a-damn-what- the-others-think, are ashamed of me??"
"Me? Ashamed of you? NE-VER !!" she laughed, rolling her eyes.. "Just trying to see the usefulness of a sign when we know each other since kindergarten.."
"Come on Lizzie!! Have you never dreamed to do like in movies?"
"Even with little bears and hearts?"
"Well" Maria replied with a secretive tone "It was in fact Michael's idea.."
"Michael's ??" It had to be his sensitive side speaking, she thought, trying not to laugh..
"He said that, while I was at it, I could always put some decorations.. If you had seen his face when he saw it.. He literally refused to come with me ! Damn, I almost forgot.."
She stopped, put her balloons in Liz's hand and searched for something in her handbag only to take a camera out of it a second later. She looked up and tried to find someone before shouting at a man..
"Mister! Mister! Please, one second please!!"
Poor man, Liz thought.. He was startled and looked like a deer caught in the headlight trying to find an escape..
"Could you take a photo of my friend and I, please? It's very important to us."
The man groaned but eventually took a photo of Liz and Maria, smiling like crazy, with the brunette holding balloons while the blonde was showing a sign, with in background, people giving them weird looks..
"What was that for?" asked a more than curious Liz
"I didn't tell you.." she giggled "but Michael couldn't believe I would do that" then impersonating her boyfriend she added "Yeah, and I would stop watching Hockey games.."
"Oh god !! I'm sure he's going to regret having opened his mouth. Very soon.." Liz winked, knowing her best friend very well.
"Oh yeah, very soon and very much" Maria answered in a singsong voice..
Liz was feeling observed so she turned her head and spotted a child looking intently and enviously at the colorful balloons she was still holding..Seeing him trying to hide behind his mother, she started making her way to him.
Maria saw her best friend walking toward the young boy and giving the balloons to him. She was smiling at the scene.. Liz had such a big heart.. and such a soft spot for kids.. She really had her ways with them for the shy child was now giving Liz a peck on her cheek..
Once she was back, Liz commented..
"Aaah.. Children.. they're so cute.. They shouldn't ever grow up.." she sighed..
"So, Miss Parker, tell me how your trip was." she said wriggling her eyebrows suggestively..
"Well, dear miss Deluca, I was very disappointed.. Not a single steward in all the plane to try something in the bathroom with.. You know, one of those handsome men in one of their sexy uniforms.."
They were now getting in Maria's car when its owner wondered
"And Mr. Gorgeous Guy? With a voice like his, you just had to have your way with him!" she playfully elbowed Liz in the ribs..
"MARIA!!!! Come on, he has a girlfriend!!" she laughed..
"So does it mean that he refused?? " She asked with a big grin
"Noo. He was a wonderful gentleman." She turned her head toward Maria and added "and he has a GIRL-FRIEND"
"Aaah.. that's too bad!!" she answered shaking her head.
They were finally on Liz's doorstep trying to find the key of the apartment when they heard a phone ringing.. and ringing.. and ringing..
"Maria, I think you should answer your phone.. Otherwise Michael is going to have a heart attack if you don't take his call.."
"Come on sweetie.. You know that I will never change "Wonder woman" for some samba.. That would be a crime against women power.."
Samba.
Oh no.
Liz put her hand in her pocket only to find a joyful cell with on its screen written in bold letters 'Pam calling'..
"What are you doing here?" she muttered..
She groaned.. Not again. Should she answer this call, and, above all, who the hell was Pam ??
TBC.
Thanks again for your replies.
I hope this part will answer some of your questions.. ; 0 ))
Chapter 7
Liz was now finally sitting in the plane.. She sighed loudly.. How did she end up there?? The most undesirable seat in all the aircraft for sure. She was in the middle of the central alley, between a young capricious boy who seemed to not be able to live without his Game Boy and a slightly overweight man who was in a staring contest with the olives in her salad. He just kept pushing his greasy glasses back up with his middle finger and putting his weight on their common armrest to have a better view of her plate. it wouldn't be that bad if he could stop sniffing . That was going too far ! Even if the food wasn't that great, she wanted to appreciate it without feeling uncomfortable.
"Would you stop the hypnotic approach please?? If you want so much these olives, you could simply ask you know." She said without lifting her eyes from her plate.. When she decided to look up and make eye contact with the person she was speaking to, Liz added "And today being my 'let's be generous' day of the year, I could even offer you a tissue.." Well, she might seem rude but she was feeling better already..
"What? Are you talking to me? Don't you know that I'm allergic to olives? You want my death, don't you? You're like them. This is a conspiracy." the man started to reply with an indignant tone.
Liz let him ramble and finished her lunch. Five minutes later, her strange neighbor had eventually put an end to his speech. She closed her eyes for a second before realizing how * lucky * she was to have the noise of a laser saber in her left ear. No, she wasn't even watching Star Wars, it was the sound of the Game Boy.. She turned her head to her left and said
"Listen young boy. Either you turn the sound off or you put your earphones on or they're going to find Pikachu in your stomach next time you have an X- ray.."
There must have been a murderous flame in her eyes because he looked up, met her gaze, stopped for a second and quickly put his earphones on..
Well, now she could finally daydream about everything she wanted. For example, a very fine handsome man.. Whose name began by M and ended by X . She wondered what Max stood for.. Maximilien, Maxime, Maxwell ?? Ok, let be realistic.. His name could be Bob or Dick, it wouldn't change the fact that he was gorgeous.Literally edible. This man had an air/something about him.. She hadn't become so comfortable with someone of the opposite sex so quickly before.. It seemed that she could tell him all about herself without feeling embarrassed. Well, she believed it could have been the beginning of a great complicity. Kind of like the big brother she never had.. She mentally shook her head.. A relation like that would be immoral. She wouldn't stop having incestuous thoughts for God's sake !
Liz simply couldn't deny that Max had some Prince Charming material in him. Gentle, fun to be around, intelligent AND handsome. For a while, she had believed men like that didn't exist anymore.. In her eyes, he was the last of a kind : Good-looking AND able to make a conversation that didn't involve sexual positions. She sighed and turned her head to her left, trying to see a little of the sky through the windows and cursing the lucky ones who were sitting next to them.
She sunk deeper into her seat and closed her eyes. She should get some sleep now.. With a little luck, all of this would be a dream, one of those she wouldn't remember when she would wake up.. It could sound a bit strange that she suddenly wanted to forget him but, in a way, thinking about him put her in an uncomfortable position. For Prince Charming had already found his Princess and she had, some time ago, swore to herself that she would never be the Witch going after a taken man and above all, stealing him away. She blinked several times and then closed her eyes tighter than before, wanting to make go away painful memories of a time when she was the Princess and the Witch had red curls .
"Ladies and gentlemen, please buckle your seatbelt. We are beginning our descent toward New York"
Max stood still. He didn't even hear the announcement. He was lost in thought, watching through the windows the little houses growing bigger and bigger. And with each passing second bringing him closer to this fateful moment when he would set foot on his home land, his doubts became bigger and bigger too. Had he done the right thing? Was it right of him to use that kind of "stratagem"? Thinking about it, he was in a way obliging her to speak to him again. And well, she hadn't really expressed the wish to hear about him again. The only thing he could say to his defense was that he didn't want her to become once again one of those nameless faces in that "urban jungle" that was LA.
In his eyes, she had to be one of a kind for meeting strangers was an everyday occurrence for him and never had he spent so much time hoping he would see them again.Those thousands of people he would, for the life of him, never remember speaking to. He had to be honest with himself: he would always remember her for he had really like their time together and he simply loved her spirit. The fact that she was utterly beautiful had, of course, nothing to do with that statement.. Right, he could always keep telling himself that..
He only hoped he wouldn't regret his decision because their encounter appeared to him like a parenthesis in their life, like a moment out of time and out of space and perhaps their complicity in thoses instants wouldn't be the same in real life. He didn't know why, but it made him remember the fragile summer crushes having to face later the reality that was High school years.
At least with his little stratagem, he would gain time with Tess so he could explain to her what really happened at the airport and not face an angry girlfriend about the "a woman answered my boyfriend's phone" argument.. And well, he sighed, he didn't want to cross an upset woman when she had taken lessons from his own sister..
"Sir?" interrupted a feminine voice.
He looked up and met the gaze of the blue-eyed flight attendant who happened to have long brown hair like a certain person he couldn't get out of his mind. But well, by the look of it, Liz's seemed softer..
"Yes?" he finally answered, his voice sounding huskier due to hours of sleep and daydreaming..
Misunderstanding his tone and looks and simply believing this Adonis was finding her to his liking, she leaned over and murmured near his ear..
"You should buckle your seatbelt, sir. We wouldn't want something bad to happen to you, would we?"
She licked her lips, stood up straight and winked at him before walking away..
Well, was it just him or was she swaying her behind a little too much?
The way she had looked at him like he was her next meal didn't affect him one bit.. He buckled his belt and went back to his thoughts.. Would Liz be pleased to have a way to see him again or would she be annoyed? He pulled his wallet out of his pocket and looked at a particular picture in it.. Well, maybe she would just meet him again to make him "swallow" his phone like she had promised him.. He smiled at the thought, turned his head and admired the landscape, the smile never leaving his lips..
A few hours later, Liz's plane finally landed on LA's ground. After having spent nearly 30 minutes praying that her suitcase had not been lost, she eventually found it and was ready to face the crowd in search of her best friend who should be waiting for her. She quickly spotted her but she couldn't believe what she was seeing..
Here was a totally excited Maria, holding in one hand a few balloons of every color and in the other one a sign on which was written her name surrounded by little hearts and bears.
"Oh my God.." she muttered. She walked closer to her friend
"I regret to inform you you're not my best friend anymore Maria.." she stated before giving her a tight hug.
They were laughing but then she heard Maria murmuring
"Chica, I need to breathe !!" then she put one hand on Liz's shoulder and said very seriously
"Are you telling me, that YOU, Liz Parker, miss-I-don't-give-a-damn-what- the-others-think, are ashamed of me??"
"Me? Ashamed of you? NE-VER !!" she laughed, rolling her eyes.. "Just trying to see the usefulness of a sign when we know each other since kindergarten.."
"Come on Lizzie!! Have you never dreamed to do like in movies?"
"Even with little bears and hearts?"
"Well" Maria replied with a secretive tone "It was in fact Michael's idea.."
"Michael's ??" It had to be his sensitive side speaking, she thought, trying not to laugh..
"He said that, while I was at it, I could always put some decorations.. If you had seen his face when he saw it.. He literally refused to come with me ! Damn, I almost forgot.."
She stopped, put her balloons in Liz's hand and searched for something in her handbag only to take a camera out of it a second later. She looked up and tried to find someone before shouting at a man..
"Mister! Mister! Please, one second please!!"
Poor man, Liz thought.. He was startled and looked like a deer caught in the headlight trying to find an escape..
"Could you take a photo of my friend and I, please? It's very important to us."
The man groaned but eventually took a photo of Liz and Maria, smiling like crazy, with the brunette holding balloons while the blonde was showing a sign, with in background, people giving them weird looks..
"What was that for?" asked a more than curious Liz
"I didn't tell you.." she giggled "but Michael couldn't believe I would do that" then impersonating her boyfriend she added "Yeah, and I would stop watching Hockey games.."
"Oh god !! I'm sure he's going to regret having opened his mouth. Very soon.." Liz winked, knowing her best friend very well.
"Oh yeah, very soon and very much" Maria answered in a singsong voice..
Liz was feeling observed so she turned her head and spotted a child looking intently and enviously at the colorful balloons she was still holding..Seeing him trying to hide behind his mother, she started making her way to him.
Maria saw her best friend walking toward the young boy and giving the balloons to him. She was smiling at the scene.. Liz had such a big heart.. and such a soft spot for kids.. She really had her ways with them for the shy child was now giving Liz a peck on her cheek..
Once she was back, Liz commented..
"Aaah.. Children.. they're so cute.. They shouldn't ever grow up.." she sighed..
"So, Miss Parker, tell me how your trip was." she said wriggling her eyebrows suggestively..
"Well, dear miss Deluca, I was very disappointed.. Not a single steward in all the plane to try something in the bathroom with.. You know, one of those handsome men in one of their sexy uniforms.."
They were now getting in Maria's car when its owner wondered
"And Mr. Gorgeous Guy? With a voice like his, you just had to have your way with him!" she playfully elbowed Liz in the ribs..
"MARIA!!!! Come on, he has a girlfriend!!" she laughed..
"So does it mean that he refused?? " She asked with a big grin
"Noo. He was a wonderful gentleman." She turned her head toward Maria and added "and he has a GIRL-FRIEND"
"Aaah.. that's too bad!!" she answered shaking her head.
They were finally on Liz's doorstep trying to find the key of the apartment when they heard a phone ringing.. and ringing.. and ringing..
"Maria, I think you should answer your phone.. Otherwise Michael is going to have a heart attack if you don't take his call.."
"Come on sweetie.. You know that I will never change "Wonder woman" for some samba.. That would be a crime against women power.."
Samba.
Oh no.
Liz put her hand in her pocket only to find a joyful cell with on its screen written in bold letters 'Pam calling'..
"What are you doing here?" she muttered..
She groaned.. Not again. Should she answer this call, and, above all, who the hell was Pam ??
TBC.
