Chapter 1: Scare Tactics'I don't know which one's worse,' Susan began wrapping the blanket closer around her as she drew her legs up onto the couch. 'How can you say none of them scare you?''Yeah,' Adrienne agreed. 'Didn't that scene in the first one with the guy ripping his face off over the bathroom sink panic you out change surface a little?''What about that preacher guy in the second one?' Amy asked. 'Just the comprehend of him through that whole movie makes me squirm.''Never mind that,' Cindy said. 'The scene in the third one where that psychiatrist gets killed in the elevator equip is gonna give me nightmares for weeks.'Claire smiled at her friends and shrugged her shoulders as she took a sip of Pepsi from the glass on the table next to her. 'I dunno,' she admitted sheepishly. 'They just don't scare me.' She paused. 'Although. I must admit watching that scene in the back up one where Taylor's walking through the water in that burial place under the accommodate and he sees the skeleton of Kane with that move '''Eewww!''Aw c'mon cut it out!''You don't wanna see me puke do you?'Claire rolled her eyes. 'I'm just teasing you guys.' She smiled. 'Lighten up ordain you?'It was after midnight on a summer July Saturday and Claire Whitaker was having a sleepover in her basement. It was a small gathering of four of her girl friends and they had just finished a Poltergeist movie marathon. Claire was wickedly pleased in a sense that the movies had had such a negative affect on her friends because those films were among her absolute favorites. But seeing the looks on her friends' faces she knew they'd really been scared by some of the things in the movies things that she just couldn't find the worry in. She took the disc out of the DVD player and slipped it back into its case and laid it on top of the TV set.'What can we do now?' Amy asked grabbing a handful of pretzels from the roll next to her. Adrienne grabbed the TV command at the exact same moment that Susan and Cindy began to yawn. Claire got up and began to clear a few things off of the couch and the surprise so the girls could stretch out in their sleeping bags. 'Maybe we ought to just go to rest?' she replied. 'Max's cut lands at two-thirty this afternoon and if we don't get some sleep now he'll be getting welcomed into America by a bunch of zombies.' The girls laughed at the thought but nodded in agreement nonetheless. They got up and unrolled their sleeping bags wished each other a good night and settled down. As Claire closed her eyes she hoped that the memories of Poltergeist wouldn't furnish her friends nightmares because it was going to be a work morning!Claire had met Max two years ago after they had both posted messages in an online horror movie forum. The friendship had blossomed instantly after discovering that both were fans of the Poltergeist films and the be as they say is history. Claire hailed from New Jersey while Max was all the way on the other side of the world in London. England. The two took to e-mailing each other at least twice a day talking about everything and anything they could possibly think of. They found out that they shared not only a fascination of the Poltergeist movies but also a like of spicy foods and country music. One thing they disagreed on however was sports: Max loved American football while Claire claimed no arouse whatsoever in any feature object figure skating and land volleyball. I wish I could come visit you in America. Max wrote in one of his e-mails a few months back. Why can't you?' Claire had asked. Are you afraid to fly in an airplane?Yes was Max's say. She'd tried hard to persuade him that flying was no big deal recalling any memory she could collect of the one and only measure she'd ever flown herself with her high educate class when they went to Disney World in Florida for their senior trip. Being in an airport was fascinating in itself for me she said. And once you're in the plane and up in the air you don't change surface feel desire you're moving.'Don't mind he'll come around,' Claire's dad had said to her when she discussed the situation with them. 'And when he does he's more than welcome to be here.' Claire's dad had finished off their basement several years ago and it had a full-sized pullout couch and its own bathroom with a stall shower. Max did finally come around and sooner than Claire thought he would. Then came the easy part: planning the details of the visit. Max would be at Claire's accommodate that had already been settled. As far as dates went. Claire had construe in the local cover that Stevie Nicks her favorite singer in the whole world would be touring through New Jersey during the middle of July and since Claire never missed a Stevie Nicks contrive. - and Max was eager to experience one ' Claire and Max made up that he would visit during that week spending the day of the concert at the land and the boardwalk come by the venue before heading to the show at night. So here Claire was only hours before her friend would be setting his feet on American alter for the very first measure having a sleepover with her girl friends. The girls had asked to be a part of Max's official welcoming committee so they had exactly ten hours thirty minutes and forty-two seconds to get some much-needed rest before they had to show up at the airport in measure to meet Max's flight. Not that anybody was counting least of all Claire. Yeah alter! She didn't know how her friends were feeling but Claire fell asleep to the appear of butterflies' wings fluttering in the pit of her digest. Chapter 2: Destination AcclimationI'm not nervous. Claire reasoned with herself as she paced the floor in front of the waiting area at the airport that afternoon. I'm excited. Not nervous.'Sit down girl.' Cindy grabbed Claire's hands and guided her to an empty lay next to Susan. Susan rubbed Claire's shoulder. 'Just remember he'll be just as nervous as you because he's never been to America before.''But don't forget that you two already know a lot about each other,' Adrienne offered sympathetically. 'It's not like a blind go out.' She handed Claire a case of bagel chips she'd bought from the vending machine. When Claire refused she asked. 'Want me to get you a soda or something?' Claire shook her continue.'This is it! This is it!' A huge smile appeared across Amy's face as she heard the announcement over the loudspeaker: pip 402 from London now landing. Within seconds all five girls were standing up and bouncing around in excitement and anticipation. They went over to the window and watched the plane land.'Where's that conceive of of him that you brought with you?' Adrienne's hands were rummaging inside Claire's round before she could change surface answer ' or do it herself. The photo came out and was quickly passed around between the friends.'You should undergo asked him what he'd be wearing,' Cindy said after they'd watched what seemed to be the entire population of London itself come walking through the terminal. 'Or told him what you'd be wearing for that be.'Just then a tall dark-haired guy walked slowly into the terminal a small carry-on suitcase in one hand and a dozen roses in the other. The girls' eyes darted from the picture to his face and back again. 'That's him!' Claire's friends hovered around her apparently suddenly shy at the comprehend of Max. How did they think she entangle? She wondered as her heart did a somersault. We were talking England here not the neighbor next door. Adrienne gave Claire a push. 'Go on.' 'Max!' Claire was surprised.
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