Chapter 5: Ben Goldwasser's 'Relationships'

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A/N: Hello! First of all: Sorry because I didn't update for such a long time. I didn't think anyone was reading! (But if you are, please let me know!)  

Anyway, I'm uploading these for anyone who was actually reading my story. Enjoy! The next chapters get kind of serious (maybe)

(NOTE: This is a short Update!)

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After that, I lost track of time. We talked about many different stuff. It seems that Ben is a REALLY BIG fan of Astronomy, and space. If hours passed, it seemed like 15 mere minutes. But we finally arrived at the Barringer Crater, and I realized that I was sitting on a horse for so long, that my body went numb.

"Finally, we're here!" I tried stretching my arms and legs.

Ben got off the horse easily and smiled at me. His face was dusty with sand.

"Whoa, you better wash your face there, man." I got off the horse too, immediately reaching for my backpack.

"Psshh, this is nothing." he said softly.

"Ben, I just wanted to thank you for all of these you've done for me." I reached for my mobile phone. Good, there's signal here.

"And I gotta do something for you too--IF my Boss doesn't verbally kill me in the next few seconds." I smiled nervously and dialed my boss's number, then  

took a deep breath. Ben just stared at me; I wasn't exactly sure if he was sympathizing, or if he was just amused. If he wasn't smiling, he had this kind of  

 'Poker face' he wore that was hard to see through.

The phone barely ringed when someone picked it up.

"Good Afternoon--Err, Evening," I said nervously.

"Andrew." was all I heard. Not a good note.

"Yes ma'am, I deeply apologize, but you see, my driver and I got stranded in the desert--"

"Thank Goodness, you're alive."

What? My boss wasn't mad.

"Y-yes, but how did you--?"

"Matt sent me the message hours ago, and we panicked. How did you find your way?"

"Someone found us, Ma'am" I smiled, even if I knew she wouldn't see my smile through the mobile phone.

"Thank God for the rescuers. Don't rush the shooting. If you need rest, then begin the shooting in the morning. After all, we'd prefer showing how the crater looks during daytime."

When I finally ended the call, I smiled at Ben.

"Good News, man..."

"You're alive?" he grinned.

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"Good Evening, Sir." a man greeted me by the door of the mansion. He was tall, dressed in this kind of flashy formal wear. It looked kind of vintage, mixed with a modern touch--but I'm no fashion expert. That's just how I put it. His hair was long and, well, not perfectly fixed,(but I suppose it is better that way) He was handsome, (some tip for the ladies,) and had a faint mustache. Overall, he strikes me as, good.

"I am Mrs. Barringer's son, my name is Will. It's a pleasure to have you here." he gestured for us to enter.

He took us in and we did short introductions, but he seemed more worried about my sake than any further formalities.

"I will assist you to your guest room. And if you'd like," he looked at Ben, "I would prepare a guest room for you as well."

"No, no, it's cool, Ben and I stay in one room" I looked at Ben's expression to see if he wanted to refuse, but it seemed cool with him as well.

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