Chapter 2
~*~Kellee’s House-7:30am~*~
"This sucks!" she screeched, as she paced her room.
Somehow Mr.Kreskin had found out she planned on forging again,
and had called her parents. Thank god they weren’t home. She
thought. She had erased his message off the machine. Now she
realized she was in a tight spot. I have to do this she thought
as she glanced at herself in the mirror.
"Ooh, I have bags under my eyes" she whined running over to apply more makeup.
Satisfied, she said "Gosh I’m beautiful." and grinned.
Looking critically at her outfit she starred at herself some more. "what a great out fit!" she said giggeling.
Her tight black mini skirt, and her tight red sweater set, sighed contently. She tip toed downstairs, and grabbed her little black shoes, and handbag. Scribbeling a note to her parents about a sweater sale, she went to the garage. Pulling out of the drive way, she headed down town.
~*~Stacey’s House~*~
Pulling on her favourite old denim cut offs, and a white tube
top, she threw her hair up in a high ponytail, and grabbed her
car keys. Running downstairs, she put on her white sketchers, she
jumped into her jeep.
Pulling onto the free way, she started to speed...as usual. Turning on her radio, she took out her hair. She had taken the top off last night, and she felt like she was sitting on a birds back.
The warm Florida sunshine, and sweet smelling breeze whipped her hair round, and warmed her bare shoulders. Glancing in her rear view mirror she noticed a blue BMW speeding behind her. She had to bite her tounge to keep from laughing.
The car vibrated with music, and 5 rather large guys were squished in it. All of a sudden, as they approached a turnpike, the blue car passed her and jerked in front of her.
Slamming on the brakes, she screamed, "ASSHOLES!!!!" As both cars turned she sped up until her car was even with the blue one.
Turning to them, she began to yell. " ARE YOU FUCKIN’ CRAZY? YOU BUNCH OF ASSHOLES!!!!! WHERE’D YOU LEARN TO DRIVE???"
Noticing that a young blonde girl was screaming at them, the passenger in the front seat shut off the radio. "What d’ya say?" the driver yelled over the roar of the engines.
Stacey began to get really pissed. " I SAID. ARE YOU FUCKIN’ CRAZY?" the driver looked shocked.
"WHATS UP YOUR ASS?!" he yelled back.
Stacey let out a cry of frustration. " PULL OVER AND I’LL FUCKIN’ SHOW YOU!!!!!!" she screamed as the cars other occupants looked on in silence. Cursing, she pushed the gas and left the blue car in her dust.
~*~
"Whoa! That girl was hot!!!" Nick yelled from the back
seat.
"NICK! Stop moving around! And whoevers hands on my ass, will you please remove it before I shove something up yours?" Brian yelled.
Howie squirmed. "AJ! Why’d we have to bring your car? There’s no room in here, plus you almost killed that girl! You cut her off!!!"
AJ laughed. "cause it’s faster than any of yours, and nicer. Hey Nick! Your right! That girl was a prime piece of meat. Butchers choice! I should have asked for her phone #!"
Kevin snorted from the front seat. "Before or after the swearing stopped, man?"
AJ laughed. "Good point!"
Pulling up to a red light, he realized that they had caught up to the blonde bombshell in the red Jeep. She had turned up her radio, and NAZ/Puff Daddy, blared from the speakers.
Glancing across to her car, AJ yelled, "nice day huh?"
Looking over, she glared at him. "Fuck you!!!". The guys snickered.
AJ tried again. "When do I get to see what up your ass?"
The girl pushed her sunglasses up on her forhead. Giggling she said, "After you show me whats up yours!"
Then she was off, because the light had turned green.
Nick patted AJ on the back. "man," he said. "you simply must teach me some of your tricks."
AJ smiled smugly.
As
Nick sat back to enjoy the ride, he couldn’t get the girls
silver blue eyes out of his head. They looked so sad he thought.
But his thoughts were interrupted as about a million cars started
to honk. This time AJ had just about rear ended an old man. All 4
guys reached over and hit him on the head. "AJ!!!!!"