Chapter 12
Vacation Fun
Clouds formed above Cleveland. Their weather was just strange. They got everything. From freezing snow to the scorching sun. Seventeen year old Nigel grinned, while his girlfriend cuddled into him. Rachel softly smiled, as Nigel grabbed hold of her. They were lying in Rachel's bed. Since her psycho.. I mean horrid.. I mean special brother was away camping for the night, her mother agreed Nigel could stay. That didn't mean her mother couldn't listen all night outside her door. Nigel kissed Rachel softly on her cheek.
"Breakfast time." called her mother. Rachel grabbed her dressing-gown, while she ran towards her closet. Nigel sighed and took his jeans from the floor.
The couple thumped down the stairs. Rachel's mother's beautiful pancakes melt in their mouths. The butter and the sweet syrup mixed with their hungry appetites. "This is great!" smiled Nigel. He dug into more pancakes. Rachel's mother happily made more pancakes. A bang was heard and Harvey walked in. "That big stupid dummy head!" he shouted. He stopped when he saw Nigel eating his pancakes. "What the hell is he doing here!" Harvey shouted. "Harvey that is no way to speak to a guest." his mother replied. "I don't care! He's not welcomed here!" he spat. He grabbed hold of Nigel's arm, and tried to yank him towards the door. Nigel did not move. "I guess it's time for me to go. I'll see you later." grinned Nigel. He kissed Rachel on the cheek. "No you don't need to go! Harvey, stop being an ass!" shouted Rachel. Nigel held his hands up between the siblings. "It's okay, I got stuff to do. Bye." He waved at Rachel. He grabbed his jacket and shoes and headed out the door. "Harvey McKenzie you are grounded!" said a very outraged mother. "But, mum!" he began. He was silenced, with the clatter of frying pans. He quickly ran towards his room. "I'm sorry darling. Your brother can be a real big pain. I don't see why he hates him so much. Nigel is such a lovely boy." replied her mother. Rachel sadly ate the remaining pancakes on her plate.
"So, that buck-tooth beaver never let you give her the surprise?" asked Wally, while trying to understand Nigel's story. His orange and white striped top showed of his muscles. His jeans were scruffy at the bottom, it made him look tough. "Yes, and I was going to ask her mum if it was okay.." replied Nigel sadly. "Well, you can try later." smiled Kuki. She was holding a glass of orange juice. Her green dress fit her body perfectly. "Anyway, you don't need to go until tomorrow morning, plus you could always get your money back if she isn't allowed." replied Hoagie. This did not make Nigel feel any better. "Shush fool." commanded Abby. She slapped Hoagie with her hat. He only grinned. Nigel looked through his sun-glasses, the sun was shining brightly through the window. He groaned. How was he going to fix this?..
"Harvey give me back my laptop!" shouted Rachel. Nigel was online, and her brother had snatched her laptop. "Nope!" he shouted. He ran towards his room. His sister followed suit. "You ass!" she screamed. Harvey stuck his tongue out. This made her more furious. He was about to run into his room, when his mother stopped him. She plucked Rachel's laptop out of his hands. He stood with his mouth wide opened. "Thanks mum." smiled Rachel. She sneered at her brother, while she walked back to her room with her head held high. Harvey looked irritated. "I advise you to stay in your room." snapped his mother. He slowly closed his door. He felt lonely, hurt and especially angry. He stomped his feet on his light blue carpet. It wasn't fear he was only protecting his sister.. Wasn't he?….
Nigel stared at his ceiling. The sun had long fallen down past the horizon. The stars and the beautiful moon had now came out to show their beauty. He yawned, as he rolled about in his bed. Was it a great idea?.. Or was it the dumbest he's ever made?.. Will she say yes, or no?.. We'll truly know tomorrow. But right now, it was nail-biting, sweating pools of water, and sleepless night, tonight. "I bet she'll won't be allowed." he groaned. A knock was heard on his door. All of Sector V was asleep.. Who could it be? "Son?" asked his father. Nigel jumped. His father wasn't allowed up here. And how on earth did his father get past the security measures. "Are you asleep?" asked Nigel's father. He opened the door a crack. Nigel stared at him. "Good you're awake. Having trouble sleeping?" his father asked. All Nigel could do was nod. "So have you asked the girl yet?" he asked. Nigel shook his head again. Feeling like a child again, his faced blushed with embarrassment. "I'm doing it tomorrow. But my worried her mother won't let her." Nigel replied. His father sat on Nigel's bed. He stared outside the window. "I'll chat with her tomorrow morning, before you go over. I'm sure she will realise how nice, and gentlemanly you are." smiled his father. He stood up from Nigel's bed. The worrying in his stomach began to stop. He could now sleep gently. "Funny how I've never noticed this tree house before." commented his father. Nigel got back that worry feeling. He nervously chuckled. "Time for my bed, I think. Because I'm seeing things." he replied. Nigel wiped away imaginary sweat off his forehead. Nigel's door closed, and his father disappeared. Nigel lay back on his bed. His eyes felt very heavy. Very heavy indeed.
The next morning, Nigel's father was chatting on the phone to Rachel's mother. Nigel smiled. He strolled over to Rachel's house. He chapped on the door. Mrs McKenzie answered. She seemed a little bit flustered, yet joyful. "Nigel." she smiled. She stood aside for the boy. He entered happily. Rachel was munching on cereal, when he walked into the kitchen. She almost spat. "Hey, Nigel." she smiled. She blushed, when she realised some milk skirted all over her nice blue and purple top. He grinned. Her mother tutted, and wiped the mess away. Harvey grumpily walked in. He almost took a heart attack, when he noticed his biggest fan, standing there. "What are you doing here?" Harvey spat. Nigel smiled softly. "I'm here to ask Rachel if she would like to accompany me on a trip." he said. Harvey almost flipped. Rachel choked on her breakfast. "What?" asked the siblings. "I was suppose to ask you yesterday.. But I couldn't. It's your valentine's present." he smiled softly. He took out the plane, and train tickets. They said United Kingdom on them. "We're going to your home land?" she said surprised. He nodded. She jumped in the air, and hugged him. Harvey said nothing. He rolled his eyes, and exited the room. Too much love mush for him.
The couple waved goodbye to their parents. They had to get the Lunch time flight, since Harvey argued, and slowed down his sister from packing. They both waved, and the pair drove off into the brightly lit sky. They waved to their friends; who were happily walking towards Cinemas, beaches, cafes and any other places they were going to for their dates. Nigel grabbed hold of Rachel's hand. She blushed and kissed his lips. A rustle was heard in the back, where the suitcases were. But they did not take notice.
Rachel stretched out on a deckchair. She looked up at the sky through her black sun-glasses. A few kids on their bikes rode by and beeped their horns. Rachel waved and smiled. Nigel walked out of the caravan and placed an ice cold drink in her hand. Pink Lemonade. "It's so nice." murmured Rachel, while her fingers wrapped themselves around the cold glass. Her body was perfect, she was in her blue bikini. Nigel was in a pair of dark grey cargo-shorts that stopped at his knees. He looked very handsome, with his muscles, even though his hair was no longer there. "I could stay here forever!" exclaimed Rachel. Nigel nodded. Other tourists, mainly families or couples walked by. The couple would always smile and wave. Sometimes they would even start a conversation.
Sun sparkled across the dark blue lake. It sat only a few yards away from Nigel and Rachel's caravan. "Wanna go for a dip?" asked Nigel. Rachel lifted her head. She placed her glass on the side-table. "I don't know.. I would like to soak in some sun-.." she began, when Nigel picked her up. Her drink was forgotten, as Rachel screamed. Nigel ran towards the lake, and both of them dunked into the cool water. Rachel emerged looking like a drowned cat. She sat on a small rock near the edge. Nigel sat beside her. She playfully slap him. "Do that to me again.. And I'll decommission you." she whispered. Nigel grinned. "We both know you don't have the authority to do that, now." he whispered back. She kicked her foot, and the cool water splashed Nigel. They were now engaging into a water war. And Nigel was mostly winning.
Somewhere in the distance..
A figure in the shadows, sat on a tall tree. Binoculars hang from it's neck. The tree overlooked the Holiday Park. He moaned, and detested about the icky love shown in the lake. "How dare he touch my sister!" cried the young teen. Harvey McKenzie sat camouflaged with twigs and allsorts stuck to him. His face was painted brown, and a small nest was beside him. A large seagull swooped in, and settled it's bottom on the nest. "Shoo!" cried Harvey. The bird stared at him funny, as if to say - Wow, a talking branch. I must stop eating those weird coloured yellow things. Harvey tried swatting it away, but it resulted into him falling out the tree. A small child looked upon him, bewildered. Harvey was about to speak to him, when he cried and ran to his mother. Harvey grunted in disgust. He now hated children, seagulls, and of course Trees. "I hate him more!" Harvey cried, while he grabbed his binoculars. He knew deep down, that some how that Nigel guy had something to do with his fall. It was always his fault. Stupid Melon head!
How was it?.. I got this idea, for the last part in a somewhat type day-dream. Anyway please Review.. Hardly any reviews anymore.. Has everyone died? Or have you forgotten the Review button. It's quite easy just type me a random thing, or your opinion or even improvements or acknowledgements. It will make my day, been feeling a little bit under the weather the now. I will get the next one up soon. Sorry if the order is mixed up. I'm only typing it, when the creativity and words come to me! Love you all!
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