The Bet
By: Fox Almasy
Ch. 6
Childhood fearsFox: Another day another chapter.
Kojisa: yeah and I've run out of things to say so I'll just move on to the disclaimer
Fox owns nothing, but the plot…and Benji OK that's all
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Brad stared nervously out at the airplanes. He'd never enjoyed flying ever since he was little, and could still remember the first and only time he had actually flown.
A five-year-old boy stood with hands pressed against a large window as he watched his breath cloud the glass. He stepped back and admired his handiwork and proceeded to write his name on it B-R-A-D only the R had come out backwards.
"Brad stay with us I don't want to lose you." The little boy looked around until he saw his mom and dad. Then grabbing his backpack he ran over to them and grabbed onto his mothers belt loop.
"Momma when am I gonna see it?" he whined and tried to see through the sea of people crowding the entrance of the airport.
"Soon sweety just be patient." Brad frowned and followed as they moved slowly forward. He didn't like waiting and hated it even more when his mom called him sweety.
"Mom stop calling me that I'm not a baby."
"Oh that's right I forgot." As they reached the metal detector Brad let go of his mom's belt loop and started to wander towards one of the many gift shops. He looked up at the glass figures that lined the walls and reached up as high as he could to grab one, but was stopped suddenly.
"No Brad you're not suppose to be wandering off." He felt himself be picked up suddenly and looked over his shoulder to see his mom scowling at him. "If you leave my side again I'll just take you home." Brad crossed his arms and began to pout.
"Fine." His mom carried him back to the metal detector and grabbed his backpack and placed it on the convator belt.
Brad soon found himself staring at the different planes on the runway. Brad turned around to find his parents were gone. He looked around and saw them walking towards the terminal and began to run after them.
"Mom wait for me!" he pushed through groups of people trying to reach his parents, but they were soon out of sight. "Mom! Dad!" he stopped suddenly and realized he was on the plane. "Mom!" He walked down the aisle avoiding the stares from people on board. "Mom!"
"Brad!" he looked around and saw his mom a few seats in front of him. "I told you not to leave my side!"
"I tried not to."
"Just come here." He began to pout again as he climbed into his seat and let his mom buckle the seat belt.
But that hadn't been the worst of it and it wasn't why he was nervous to fly now. It was what happened during the middle of the flight that made him nervous.
"Brad do you want something to eat?" he looked away from the window and shook his head.
"Are you having fun so far?"
"Yeah!" the plane jolted suddenly making Brad almost fall forward off his seat. A few screams erupted from other people around him and then the pilot's voice came over the speaker system.
"We're experiencing some turbulence so please buckle your seat belts and we should be out of it shortly."
"What does that mean?"
"Nothing sweety everything is going to be fine . . ." Brad could tell she was nervous and so he didn't really believe her.
"Stop calling me that!"
"I'm sorry." The plane jolted again and the overhead lights flickered.
"Mommy." He felt his mom grab his hand and he leaned over to bury his face in her side.
"Everything is going to be fine Brad."
"Brad." Brad shook his head and looked up. Naomi was standing in front of him smiling. "So what were you thinking about?"
"Oh nothing."
"Well come on they just called our flight."
"Right." He stood and slung the bag he had brought over his shoulder. Still thinking about when he was little. He followed Naomi through the terminal and to their seats on the plane. He looked out the window nervously and fumbled with the seat belt as he tried to buckle it.
"You OK?" he glanced at Naomi and smiled.
"Yeah I've just . . . had bad experiences with flying."
"Oh . . . well don't worry I've made this trip plenty of times." Brad nodded and looked back out the window.
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Brad was relieved as the plane landed at the Hawaii airport. Nothing had gone wrong and they had managed to get there safely.
"See Brad everything was fine." He nodded and followed her through the airport and outside as soon as they had gotten their luggage. Naomi set her stuff down and proceeded to flag down a taxi. It wasn't long until they were on their way to the vacation house.
"You're going to love it. There's a private beach and it's not far from town. I'll have to take you out tonight."
"Alright."
"What's wrong? You seem nervous."
"I'm always nervous when I meet new people."
"Oh don't worry my parent's are really nice. Besides I think they're leaving the day after Thanksgiving on some business trip so we'll have the place to ourselves for a couple of days."
'Alone with Naomi . . . this could work to my benefit.'
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"Naomi! It's so good to see you!" the moment Naomi stepped out of the taxi her mom had pulled her into a tight embrace.
"Hey mom."
"Oh we missed you so much." Naomi's mom pulled away and smiled then glanced behind her at Brad. "And you must be Brad!" he nodded and stepped back a little as she rushed to him and kissed him on the cheek. "I'm so glad to meet you. Naomi has told me a lot about you.
"Mom!"
"And you're more cuter than the other boys she's brought home."
"Mom!" Naomi's mom looked away from Brad and smiled.
"It's true. Oh you can call me Kathy." Kathy was a slender woman and didn't look her age. Brad could see that Naomi took after her mom do to the red hair and magenta eyes that they both shared. Naomi's Dad came forward and just seeing him made Brad want to disappear.
"I'm Mr. Flugal." He held out his hand and Brad shook it timidly. "And where did you say you were from again."
"I'm . . . uh . . . from . . ."
"Dad! Be nice. Give him a break we only just got here. Come on Brad." Brad picked up his bag and followed Naomi down the gravel bath to the two-story beach house.
Brad had to blink a few times as he stepped into the house. Everything seemed to be white except for a few things accented in light blue. He stared up at the ceiling high over his head and at the second story railing.
"Come on I'll show you to your room." She led the way up the stares and down the hardwood hallway until she came to a door on the left. "You'll stay here and my room is the one next to yours." She motioned to her door then started off toward it. "So make yourself comfortable and I'll go unpack." He watched her disappear into her room before opening his own door and walking inside. The theme in this room seemed to be black and white. The walls were white and the furniture was black. He glanced around and walked towards a door that he assumed to be the closet. He turned the knob and was surprised to find a bathroom. He blinked then shut the door and looked around the room once more until he spotted another door and opened it. It led into a large walk in closet and he dumped his bag into the corner of the closet and shut the door. He walked over to the bed and collapsed onto the bed.
"This is insane." He muttered then spotting a phone he reached over and lifted the receiver. He quickly dialed the dorm room and waited as it rang. It soon kicked over to the answering machine and played the recording they had then beeped. "Well Jack so much for giving you a call as soon as I arrived. Well whatever you're doing you better not spend any of my money! I'll call you later." He reached over and hung the phone up.
"Well come on. You don't honestly think I'm gonna let you lie around all day!" Brad looked up towards the door where Naomi stood with one hand on her hip.
"I was hoping."
"Are you kidding? You're on vacation with me. I guess I should have warned you before hand that I make it a point to never have time to lie around. Now come on I've got a lot of places to take you."
"OK." He pushed himself up and followed her out of the house.
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"This is the best place to eat." Brad looked around the outside lounge area then back at Naomi.
"How come?"
"Well the food's really good and they have performances."
"What kind?"
"There's a fire dance and some others."
"A fire dance?"
"Yeah I can't explain it, but I'm sure you'll like it."
The dance had been with girls holding lighted torches and swinging them to the beat of a fast paced song. After the performance Naomi had taken the liberty of ordering their food and not telling Brad what it was until it came.
"So what is it?"
"Shark."
"Shark?"
"Yeah it's really good. Trust me."
"Alright I'll trust you."
"Good."
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Fox: another Chapter. I just finished my Spanish project, which was a video taping of my friend getting "Hit" by a car and then my other friend and me pulled up in her car as paramedics and had to ask the victim questions in Spanish. It was great though and we've got bloopers and everything oh and my version of baywatch entrance paramedic style lol! And I can definitely pull it off if you know what I mean
Kojisa: yeah while Fox is off on her tangent we'd like to thank
From Ch 4
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Here's another chappy. And things are about to get really complicated
Rune- I'm glad you like the story I'm actually really surprised how many reviews I've gotten
From Ch. 5
secretperson-ShadowLiger – I updated as soon as I could, but the dumb PC is malfunctioning thanks for reviewing!
LancerLead – things are just going to keep getting worse
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