hardy boys fan fiction

PARADIGM

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by

Copagirl

Chapter 7

hardy boys fan fiction

 

THE CHAPTERS

INTRO

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 8

 

 

Jamie and Charlie hooted with laughter as they watched the yellow jalopy fall into the ditch. Jamie slapped his hands on the top of the seat like he was banging on drums. Tom hadn’t been able to see what happened so he shouted to his friends to tell him what occurred.

“Oh man Tom you should of seen it!  That last hit and he lost control of the car!  BAM!  Right into the ditch!  It was SWEET!” exclaimed Jamie.

“This calls for a celebration – head out to Sammie’s, the beers are on me!” crowed Charlie.

Tom slowed down on the speed and all three teens smiled when the sheriff’s car zoomed past them. Several minutes later, Tom pulled into Sammie’s, a small convenience store whose owner turned a blind’s eye to underage drinkers.

When Tom and Jamie came out of the store each carried six packs of beer and a bag filled with chips, dip and candy. Jamie handed Charlie the bags and one six pack as Tom placed the other pack in the front.  While they drove back to Jamie’s house they drank the first pack of beer. Charlie opened the second pack and handed one can each to his friends. They arrived at the railroad tracks when they heard the train horn blasting. Tom pressed his foot hard on the gas pedal. Jamie laughed and egged his friend on. High on the exhilaration of chasing Chet’s car off the road combined with the three beers on an empty stomach the boys felt invincible. Tom raced forward to beat the train.

They lost. 

** ** **

Before Frank reached Joe he felt a firm hand on his shoulder that pulled him back. He turned and glared at Biff.

“Biff what you think…?”

“I’m not going to prevent you from lecturing Joe – however I am going to make you calm down first!”

“Wouldn’t you be angry if your little brother drove like a maniac without a valid driver’s license?” Frank said in an angry tone.

“Yes but if it were Callie wouldn’t you do the same thing?”

Frank looked over at Joe who nervously bit his lower lip. He raked his hand through his hair and let out an exasperated sigh.  After he took a deep breath he walked over to Joe.

“Frank, I’m….”

“Do you have the keys?” asked Frank quietly.

“Uh…yeah,” replied a perplexed Joe. He dug them out of his pocket and handed them to Frank.

“I’m going to park the car… don’t go anywhere!”  Frank gave Joe a stern glare before he left.

Biff gave Joe’s shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “Don’t worry, I got him to calm down a bit.”

“Thanks, Biff.” Joe gave his friend a smile.

As a nurse came out and spotted the Mortons she walked over to them.  Joe, Biff and Chet waited anxiously while Mr. and Mrs. Morton spoke with the nurse.  Once the nurse left the three boys hurried over.

“Is Iola okay?” asked Chet.

“Yes, she’s in a room now; the nurse told us where to go,” Mr. Morton replied.

“Joe, would you like to come with us?  I’m sure Iola would love to see you,” said Mrs. Morton.

Joe really wanted to go with them but he knew Frank would be angry if he left.

“Thank you Mrs. Morton but I need to wait for Frank.  Don’t let me keep you!”

“I understand.  She’s on the third floor – room 310,” She gently patted his shoulder.

“See you later, Joe,” said Chet while he gave Joe a wave before Chet followed his parents to the elevator.

Biff and Joe walked toward the entrance so Frank could find them in the busy emergency room.

 

“How long does it take to park a car?” asked Joe twenty minutes later.

Biff and Joe had stepped outside.  The younger Hardy now paced up and down the sidewalk. He came to a sudden stop and looked worriedly at Biff.

“You don’t think he ran into anymore of Spike’s friends do you?”

Biff was about to suggest they go search for Frank when he saw the dark-haired teen striding towards them; he didn’t look too happy.

“Well so much for letting him calm down,” sighed Joe.

“Sorry I took so long – couldn’t find a parking space. Finally found one  somewhere in Siberia!” Frank explained when he saw the worried expression on Joe’s face.

Stuffing his hands in his jeans pockets, Joe stared down at the ground while he shuffled his feet. He wanted to see Iola but knew he couldn’t until Frank had his say. Joe wasn’t looking forward to his brother’s lecture – the young teen really hated when his brother was mad at him.

“I’ll wait for you guys inside.” Biff said as he started to walk away.

“You don’t have to leave Biff.  Joe and I can talk later.  Right now, I think we should call home to let Mom know we’re here and okay.”

Joe let out a groan and noticed the smirk on Frank’s face. If his brother had wanted to punish him – he picked the perfect one!

** ** **

After getting an earful from his mother, Joe was finally going to see Iola.  As he, Biff and Frank got in the elevator he heard Biff tell Frank Iola was on the third floor.

“Frank, why’d you push for the first floor? Biff just told you Iola is on the third!” Joe almost cringed from the whiney sound of his voice.

“You wouldn’t want to go in empty handed would you?” Frank replied as he got off the elevator and headed for the Gift shop.

Joe followed Frank as he berated himself for not thinking about getting Iola a gift.  He strolled through the small shop and found a small white teddy bear with a red bow around its neck.  Joe knew that Iola collected teddy bears and didn’t think she had this one.  Checking the price he figured he had enough to purchase it.  He found Frank at the counter holding a vase with three carnations and baby’s breath.  He placed the teddy next to the flowers and gave Frank his share of the money.

After they paid for their purchases, the three boys went up to the third floor where they found Chet waiting for them.

“There you are!  Mom and Dad went to get something to eat and Iola has been asking for you Joe.  I didn’t want to leave her alone but she asked me to see if you were here yet.”

“Here Joe,” said Frank. He handed Joe the flowers. “Why don’t you take these to her?  Biff and I can go after you.”

Anxious to see Iola, Joe didn’t notice the silly grins on Frank, Biff and Chet’s faces.  With a firm grip on the vase and the teddy bear held tightly to his chest, Joe walked quietly into the hospital room. He saw Iola lying in bed.  He frowned slightly when he saw the bandage wrapped around her head.  At first, Joe thought that she was sleeping but then Iola opened her eyes and smiled.

“Oh, those flowers are beautiful!  I can’t believe you got those for me!” gushed Iola.

“I got you a teddy,” said Joe not thinking to tell Iola that the flowers were from Frank.

He placed the flowers by her bedside and gave her the teddy bear. Joe stood nervously and stared at the floor. He tentatively looked up and reached out to softly touch her bandaged head.

“Are you okay – I mean really okay?”  he asked softly.

“The…the doctors say I have a mild concussion.  I hit my head hard on the door frame when the car flipped,” Iola answered as her heart pounded with excitement.

“Iola,” Joe took her hand as he gazed intently at her.  “I…I always thought of you as a good friend but… those feelings changed…”

“Changed – changed how?” Iola was getting scared.

“You’re going to think this is stupid or weird but….well….I finally realized…that you’re a girl!  I mean I knew you were a girl but not a girl girl!  Then when I heard about the car accident…I was afraid that I’d never get a chance to tell you… I’ve fallen in love with you, Iola!”

“It’s about time!” Iola laughed.  She then let go of Joe’s hand and caressed his cheek before she pulled him close.

Joe smiled when Iola placed her hand behind his neck then pulled him down. He had wanted to do this for a long time!

Joe and Iola experienced their first kiss. 

 

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