So guy's guess what!! Laura's back!! Yayness!! And no matter what Coley says people DO like cookies!! Okay? Yes I did change my pename but Coley wrote it Wrong last time. It is now Peace.Love.NickJonas x That's it : ) Few things to mention!! From the last chapter! I invented OMC3 or Oh My Connect Three!! People say OMJ so i decided to be DIFFERENT and use OMC3 and now me and Coley say it all the time!! Oh yea, and Coley THINKS she invented Shess...lol I'll shut up now!! On with the story...
It Starts With Goodbye
Chapter 9
Welcome To New Jersey
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'But why, man?' Shane whined. 'Can't he go by himself?'
'No,' Nate said simply. 'He can't. And its not gonna be that bad.'
'Why do I have a feeling that this is gonna be something I'm never gonna forget?' Shane asked no one in particular.
Oh you have no idea, Nate thought to himself.
. . .
The trip to New Jersey took 6 hours. And rather than just sit there listening to Jason ramble on about different types of wood, in his mind, Nate replayed his conversations with Caitlyn.
She really was amazing. She genuinely just wanted her friend to be happy. Nate didn't know if she was delusional or not, thinking Shane could make Mitchie happy, but one thing he did know: He trusted her judgement completely.
'Oh my god, Nate, that's a brilliant idea,' she had said, when Nate had called her back to inform her of his Master Plan. 'How did you even think of something like that?'
'Well, Jason's bird house convention sort of inspired me.'
'Ok, so is there anything I can do to help?' she asked.
'Well, you can call Mitchie and make sure she's gonna be there,' Nate suggested.
'Yeah, ok, I'll call you back.'
And ten she hung up.
'Nate? Nate!'
Shane's voice woke him from his sleepy haze.
'Huh?'
'I was saying,' Shane emphasized. 'That we should stop for something to eat. You know, when we get off this god damn plane? You in?'
Another conversation with Caitlyn flooded his brain.
'She finishes school at 3.30.' Caitlyn had called him back 20 minutes after their previous conversation. Nate was amazed at how long that 20 minutes seemed. 'And when I asked her if she had any plans, she said she was just planning on hanging out with her friend Sierra.'
'Oh, so she's not gonna be there?' Nate was beginning to panic.
'She will,' Caitlyn calmed him. 'You just have to catch her before she leaves. So get there quickly!'
'No,' Nate said. 'We haven't got time for food.' It was 2.30pm, and they still had to get off the plane, get their luggage, and drive to Mitchie's house.
'Why not?' Jason asked.
'You know why not,' Nate gave him a look.
'Em...' Jason had a look of deep concentration on his face. 'Oh yeah!' Comprehension dawned on him. 'The convention! I'm so excited! Did you know, bird houses are also known as "Nest Boxes", and Nest boxes are most frequently utilized for wild and domesticated birds, but certain species of mammal may also use them.'
Shane stared at him, before turning back to Nate.
'I'm hungry,' Shane complained.
'Yeah, well, you can eat when we get there.'
'I hate you,' Shane sulked.
Not as much as you will in a while, Nate thought.
. . .
'Why are we driving through a housing estate?' Shane asked no one in particular.
'Maybe, we're taking the Scenic Route,' Jason suggested.
The limo stopped outside a semi-detached house with a pretty garden, and the driver turned around. 'Eh, guys...We've got a flat.'
'A flat what?' Jason asked.
For the second time that day, Nate and Shane just looked at him.
'Ok, so just...Change it,' Nate suggested.
'Well, we haven't got a spare,' the driver informed them.
'Oh, we're talking about tyres,' Jason said. matter-of-factly.
'Ok,' Shane said, taking charge. 'We'll just call someone. Gimme a cell phone.'
'Out of battery,' Nate, Jason, and the driver said at once.
Shane looked at them suspiciously.
'Ok, where's mine then?'
Jason handed him a flattened phone.
Shane's mouth fell open.
'See,' Jason started to explain. 'I sorta -'
'I don't really want to know,'
'Ok, but I kept it anyway, in case it held sentimental value. I wouldn't touch it, if I were you though.'
Shane dropped the phone to the floor.
'Go ask the people in that house if you can use their phone,' Nate said.
'Why me?'
'Your closest to the door,' Jason replied, jumping over to the other side of the limo, where Nate proceeded to be crushed.
'Fine. Whatever,' Shane said, getting out of the limo, and walking up the paved pathway.
He reached the huge wooden door and rang the bell. He turned around to glare at his friends, only to see the limo pull away from the curb.
Shane ran back down the path, shouting and screaming, but the limo turned a corner and vanished from sight.
'Shane?'
While he had been shouting after the limo, the door to the house had opened, and a girl had come out onto the step to stare at him. Her voice sent chills through Shane's entire body.
He turned around slowly.
'Mitchie?'
Oh...Cliff hanger!! I love it...