Anxiously Nick scanned the crowd, looking for Kristy. The people flooded out of the flight gates into the Orlando International Airport, and so far none of them had been Kristy. Finally he spotted her. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a messy bun, and she had a pair of black Oakleys sitting on her head. Her bright red tee-shirt said BRAT in white letters across the chest, she was wearing black and red plaid flannel pants, and Nike slides. A backpack was slung over her shoulder, and earphones were rested around her neck. Her overall casualness was incredibly sexy. Nick elbowed Kevin in the gut, and pointed.
"She's here" he breathed, not taking his eyes off of her. All the guys had hats, and sunglasses on, and they were fairly disguised. Kevin sauntered over, and smiled a Kristy.
"Did you have a good flight" he asked her deeply, and she whirled around, and punched his shoulder gently.
"Holy Fuck Kevin" she exclaimed in a hushed tone. "You scared me" He reached over, and hugged her tightly, laughing. He introduced Kristy to Donna, Denise, and all the crew, and everyone boarded the midniht flight. While they arranged themselves, and the guys kindly shoved Nick into the seat beside Kristy, cos' he was too nervous to go by himself.
Nick climbed into the seat beside Kristy and smiled at her.
"What are you listening to?" he asked shyly,gesturing at the headphones.
"Oh, uh...." Kristy spoke slowly, yawning. She fumbled around, and slipped the headphones onto Nicks head.
Well I guess it would be nice
If I could touch your body
I know not everybody
Has got a body like me
But I gotta think twice
Before I give my heart away
And I know all the games you play
Cause I play them too
Oh but I need some time off
From that emotion
Time to pick my heart up off the floor
When that love comes down
Without devotion
Well it takes a strong man baby
But I'm showing you that door
Well I've gotta have Faith
Nick slipped the headphones off of his head, and passed them back to Kristy. "You like Limp Bizkit?" he asked with a lopsided smile.
She nodded enthusiastically. "Fred Durst in the sexiest rock 'n' roll guy I've ever see" she told Nick coyly. Kristy rummaged around in her backpack, and extracted her wallet. "I met him when I went to see the Family Values Tour" she pulled a picture of herself, and Fred Durst out and showed Nick. "My dad got me backstage"
"That's cool" Nick agreed. He watched as Kristy pulled a sack of photo's out of her bag. One by one she showed him the pictures, and explained.
"I'm putting them all in my bunk, on the wall. This one is my favorite. That there is Matt" she pointed to a tall muscley guy, who was hugging Kristy. Nick's heart sank.
"Boyfriend?" he asked her sadly. Kristy burst out laughing.
"God no. I've known Matt for like 11 years, but I could never date him. Nuh uh" She poked Nicks stomach. "Girlfriend?" she asked him pointedly. "And don't give me some "We don't have time to date crap". Truthfully" He sighed deeply.
"No, but I'm always looking" Kristy snuggled into the seat, and leaned against him.
"I'm gonna nap, and you're my pillow" she giggled, and closed her eyes.
"Oh that's no problem" Nick thought to himself, and pulled out a gameboy from his bag.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A few hours later, Kristy awoke in the semi-dark plane. It seemed everyone was asleep. She slipped past Nick, trying not to wake him, and headed for the bathroom. On the way back to her seat, she heard voices, and glanced over. Brian was leaning over the seat talking to Nick. When they noticed her, they both silenced.
"What?" Kristy demanded curiously. "Is there toilet paper on my foot? What??" Brian laughed quietly, and pointed at Nick.
"Guy talk" he said pleasently, and Nick blushed.
"I swear, guys are crazy" Kristy muttered as she climbed over Nick's lap and into her seat. "Well, I'm wide awake now, whatcha wanna do?" she asked Nick. Brian flashed a thumbs up sign, and ducked down into his seat. "What was that all about?" Kristy asked Nick, puzzled.
"What was what all about?" Nick asked teasingly. She stretched her legs across Nicks lap, and shoved her feet under his nose.
"Tell me" Kristy threatened playfully, but Nick thought fast, and started to tickle her feet. Kristy tried to contain her laughter, but he was tickling incessantly, and soon she was doubled over in the little seat, with Nick tickling her tummy.
"Nick" she half whined, half laughed. "Dick please" he stopped.
"What did you say?" he asked her in a confused tone.
"I called you Dick, cos' that's what you are" Kristy retorted, and pounced on Nick, pinning him onto the seat. (By now they had shoved the arm rests up, and were playing around on the two seats. Luckily it was only BSB people on the plane, cause Nick and Kristy were pretty loud. But, over half the crew knew Nick was after Kristy, so they sympatized) There was a sudden jostle of turbulence, and Kristy's head slammed down into Nick's chest. Uncomfortably, she looked up to discoveer her face was inches away from his. Nicks breath was tickling her nose, and she quickly sat up on him.
"Uh...." Nick glanced around a little nervous, and twiddled his hands. Brian's head popped over the seat, and he stared at them curiosly.
"'Sup?" he asked, just as Howie snorted from beside Brian. The guys laughed. "Just like D to answer my question in his sleep" soon the snort's turned into full fledged snoring, and it was getting annoying. So Kristy pulled a sock out of her bag, and shoved it in his mouth, stifling a giggle. Slowly the snoring quieted, and Nick threw his hands in the air.
"Praise the miracle sock" he sang gospel style, and Brian chimed in.
"Hallelujah" they sang in high pitched voices, and Kristy joined in.
"Praise the heavens" she sang, and the three laughed heartily.