Romance and Danger

Chapter 10

"Ladies and gentlemen, we'll be touching down in Hoover Field shortly, please do fasten your seatbelts. " A short announcement plays out over the intercom as Naomi grips the sides of her seat, the memory of her happy time with Klara playing out in her brain as she took a deep breath.

The loud squeak of the gear making contact with the runway rings out as the metal beast loses velocity, slowing down rapidly. 

As the plane slowly taxis into it's designated spot, a flight of stairs is deployed and once the plane stops, Kennedy and his guards deplane, with Naomi by his side throughout. 

As they get off and enter the main terminal, an army of reporters show up in front, all shouting yet being inaudible to Naomi and Kennedy.

They rush into the car awaiting them outside the airport and take off.

"What was that all about?"Naomi asks her uncle in curiousity. "Probably just Paparazzi, you know how they're like. Anywho, you've got to go back to school tomorrow, best to try and compose yourself." He replies as he looks at her. 

Naomi nods and sinks into her seat and shuts her eyes to the world around her.

Not long after, they arrive back at the White house, and Naomi hastily excuses herself, before she rushes up to her room, shutting the door immediately and picking up the phone, dialing in Klara's number, for she had picked it up from her time there.

A voice on the phone replies. "Hey Clara, it's Naomi." she greets her. "Oh! Hey, sorry one minute." Naomi can vaguely hear her closing the curtains and locking her door. "You haven't seen the news yet?"klara asks her. "No? Should I Have?"

"Yes, go check now! Sorry I've got to hang up!" The call abruptly ends and Naomi is left puzzled and what possible could have happened. She walks down slowly, and picks up a copy left in the sitting room.

"FUCKING SHIT!" She exclaims as she sees the nude picture of herself and Klara backed up against a wall.

She picks up the newspaper and runs into her room again. "How did that get out?"She mutters under her breath and sinks into her bed.

She reads on, shocked at how she could've let herself be followed. She buries her head into a pillow in frustration and thinks about the past night.

she feels herself get turned on slightly as the joy filled memories of the past night flood her brain, and she slips under her covers for a short while.

After a few minutes she emerges once again and puts on her skirt once more and picks up a book by her side and waits out the rest of the evening, till she gets tired enough to fall into her slumber.

~Klara PoV~
Like Naomi, she too was embarassed upon discovering pictures of her nude in the morning papers, very much shocked she was as she could only suck it up.

 She dreaded having to face her father and figured the best way to put her mind off was to stare out her window till her hour came.

A knock on her door rang out as noon came for her. "Клара у тебя. многое объяснить!"

Klara put her head down and opened the door to face the music.