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CHAPTER 3: Things Take A Turn For The Worst

well, i could say that i found my one and only lover. the next two weeks after that party had changed my life. we were in blissful puppy love, doing everything together. i could say everything was great. the faces of the people at school when they seen me and her walk through the halls together, hand-in-hand, was priceless. we were the talk of the school until something else came up to gossip about. i still couldn’t convince her to let me drive her home. you know, you’d think id be able to meet her parents, right? wrong. there was something she was keeping from me, and i just couldn’t seem to figure it out. so i decided to put that to the back burner for a bit and focus on more important issues. i don’t know how it happened, but we seemed to of stopped talking as much and there was something wrong but she kept admitting that she was fine. so, one day, after school i came up an idea to follow her bus to her house and talk to her in private at her home. so, i followed the line of buses as it pulled out of the school parking lot, blue diesel smoke rolling everywhere. i had memorized her bus number, so i followed it as it turned, being sure to keep a few cars between me and the bus. as the bus would stop and go, i would always look for her when kids would get off the bus. but, as i followed the bus back onto the main road, i realized that it was empty and that she was no longer on and that i missed her. so, i flipped a U-Turn in the middle of the road, tires squealing as i did. i backed up, dumped the clutch and roared my 300ci. motor as fast as it could go, leaving a nice set of black marks on the road. i sped back the way i had come, slowing down at the places the bus stopped, searching for her as far as i could see. as i drove, i remembered one of our phone calls where she described her house as being nice, with a light blue exterior and white window frames, with a tire swing and a nice, lifted red suburban in the driveway. i looked and looked and….. THERE! there was the house, with a young kid in the front yard, playing with flowers in the grass and Julie hanging up laundry on the clothesline. i slowed and pulled into the gravel driveway, rocks crunching under my tires. the sound of a vehicle approaching made Julie turn around, and when she saw it was me, she said something to the little girl, who i now realized as her little cousin Jennifer that i have met a time or two, and Jen ran into the house.

i slowed to a stop and set the parking brake as i got out and stood at the hood of my truck as she approached me looking madder than a nest of hornets. before she could say anything, i just simply said “get in the truck.” she looked at me puzzled, almost as if to say ‘ who are you to be giving me commands?’. so, i repeated my self, saying “get in the truck….. please.” she hesitated at that, trying to read the blank expression on my face to tell if i was really serious. she got the fact that i meant business when i walked around, opened the door, and looked at her with the same blank stare as before. she slowly, cautiously got into my truck and i shut the door behind her. her eyes followed me as i walked around and climbed in, waiting till she buckled before jamming the stick into reverse and flooring it, throwing rocks and dust as the meaty mud tires struggled to get traction on the loosely packed gravel. the tires squealed again as they hit the blacktop of the road and i braked hard, threw it into first, and sped away, flying through the gears till i got to fourth.