Larger Than Life (Backstreet's Back sequel)

Chapter 5

 "The ground! I love you, and I will never leave you again!"Brian said running down the airplane stairs and kissing the pavement.

"Chill Rok, we hit a little turbulance in air. It wasn't anything out the ordinary,"AJ said, just a little shakily. It had been a terrible flight. A sudden thunderstorm had brewed during the flight and the pilot had lost contact with control for a brief period of time. The plane had nearly been hurled out of the air and back to the ground by harsh winds. Brian had spent the duration of the trip praying to God to get them back to the ground alive. Nick spent his time crying about how he knew this was a bad idea, and that nobody ever listens to him. Kevin and Howie spent their time trying to calm Nick down. AJ had tried to sleep. He figured if he was asleep when he died he wouldn't feel any pain.

Howie followed after AJ. He joined Brian on the ground and began to pay his respects to it,"We're driving back."

Kevin and Nick came off the plane, Kevin carrying both their bags. Nick hopped off the stairs and his knees came out from under him as he hailed the ground.

AJ laughed at them all,"Get up guys, people are staring!"

"Let them stare!"

Ms. Kulle's son, Robert, was there to meet them at the airport. He hardly recognized the famous Backstreet Boys in their dark glasses and hats they had donned to steer away teenage eyes.

"Hello!"he called to them waving his arms. He was holding a sign with his name on it, since he couldn't very well put the names of the Backstreet Boys on his sign.

The Boys hurried over to him, and shook his hand one by one.

"Hi, gee, you sure don't look like Ms. Carolyn!"Nick commented.

"Nick!"Brian looked incredulously at him,"Hi, I'm Brian Littrell. This numbskull here is Nick Carter!"

Nick pouted,"I'm not a numbskull."

"I'm Kevin Richardson, that's AJ McLean, and Howie Dorough,"Kevin gestured toward AJ and Howie,"We are so grateful to you for agreeing to meet us here like this. I know it seems weird."

"Oh it seems more than weird. Mother sends me an exhibit that I thought was wonderful,"Robert spoke with a slight German accent,"and tells me to box it up and put it into storage. It was such a waste... I am happy to bring the artifacts back into the light. I myself would like to look through them with you."

"You didn't look at them when the boxes first came in?"asked Howie curiously.

"No, they were tightly sealed, and Mother didn't want them broken. I figure she will send for them again when all the rowdiness in the museum dies down again."

Brian nodded in understanding,"Well guys, lets go look through some evil boxes!"He rubbed his palms together and made a goofy face of fake anticipation.

"Brian, if you don't cool it with the..."

"Ok guys, come on.. While Robert's getting the car, we should get our other bags,"Howie pushed Brian and Nick along towards the baggage claim.

"What other bags, I didn't bring any. We aren't staying that long!"Nick muttered,"If this takes more than 2 days I'm packing up and buying my own ticket on the bus back to Ruskin."

"Here it is guys," Robert had led the Boys up to his attic. The wooden door opened with a creak. Mushroom clouds of dust sprouted through the stuffy attic atmosphere. The Boys heard the sound of a switch being clicked. Light poured into the room. Wow... Despite the dust the place was actually kind of neat looking. Old furniture was set up as it would be in a normal living room setting, but covered with plastic. Antiques lined the walls, and old rug was placed over the wooden floor. There were mounds of boxes placed in the dim corners of each side of the room. There was a large picture window that had a great view of the swimming pool.