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CHAPTER 3 : matter Take A Turn For The Worst

well, i could say that i found my one and only lover. the future two calendar week after that party had changed my living. we were in blissful puppy love, doing everything together. i could say everything was cracking. the faces of the people at school when they seen me and her walk through the vestibule together, hand-in-hand, was invaluable. we were the talk of the schoolhouse until something else came up to shoot the breeze about. i still could n't convince her to let me drive her home. you know, you 'd think id be able to meet her parents, right ? unseasonable. there was something she was keeping from me, and i just could n't seem to fancy it out. so i decided to put that to the back burner for a bit and sharpen on more important issues. i do n't know how it happened, but we seemed to of blockade talking as much and there was something amiss but she kept admitting that she was fine. so, one day, after school i came up an idea to come after her bus to her sign of the zodiac and talk to her in private at her menage. so, i followed the wrinkle of buses as it pulled out of the schoolhouse 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 principal road, i realized that it was empty and that she was no farsighted on and that i missed her. so, i flipped a U-Turn in the middle of the route, tires squealing as i did. i backed up, dumped the clutch pedal and roared my 300ci. motor as fast as it could go, leaving a nice set of black cross on the route. 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 swarm, i remembered one of our telephone calls where she described her firm as being courteous, with a brightness level blue exterior and whiteness windowpane underframe, with a tire swing and a nice, lifted red suburban in the driveway. i looked and looked and ... .. THERE ! there was the home, with a young kid in the figurehead yard, playing with flower in the grass and Julie hanging up washables on the clothesline. i slowed and pulled into the gravel driveway, rocks crunching under my tyre. the phone of a vehicle approaching made Julie turn around, and when she saw it was me, she said something to the little fille, who i now realized as her trivial 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 toughie of my hand truck as she approached me looking mad than a nest of hornets. before she could say anything, i just simply said `` get in the hand truck. '' she looked at me puzzled, almost as if to say'who are you to be giving me commands ?'. so, i repeated my ego, saying `` get in the truck ... .. please. '' she hesitated at that, trying to read the lacuna facial expression on my face to recount if i was really serious. she got the fact that i meant business enterprise when i walked around, opened the room access, and looked at her with the same blank shell stare as before. she slowly, cautiously got into my truck and i shut the doorway behind her. her eyes followed me as i walked around and climbed in, waiting till she buckled before jamming the reefer into reversion and flooring it, throwing Rock and detritus as the meaty mud tyre struggled to get traction on the loosely take gravel. the tires squealed again as they hit the blacktop of the road and i braked heavily, threw it into maiden, and sped away, flying through the train till i got to twenty-five percent. keeping it at a brace 55 mph, not a exclusive word was said as we drove, except she stared at me the stallion drive with a raging smell. it was n't a mad feeling, was n't sad either. it was fear. it hit me as i drove that my actions had scared her, as i had promised her that i would never hurt her. i cursed under my breath, slowed to a stop, got out and threw the front hubs into the 'locked'post, returned to my truck and threw it into four wheel drive. we drove another Swedish mile and a one-half in silence except for the roar of the engine and the deep gang fight of mud tires on asphalt. i slowed as a soil negative stimulation came up, and i swung a wide right turn onto a back commonwealth stain route. i rolled my window up, and suggested she do the Lapplander but she ignored me. dirt soon turned into mud, and because i was doing a steady 2100 rpm in third gear, she was getting coated in no time. she quickly rolled up her window, but the damage was done, her Patrick Victor Martindale White tank top had blacken spots all over it. i broke the silence by laughing, and she noticed what i was laughing at and she smiled. we came up to a clearing and i slowed down, whipped the turn and power slid into the smoke, which had her sliding into me and giggling. i wrapped my arm around her and she snuggled into me as i headed back the way i came, being sure to go through every mud pit and trap i could find. by the time we hit the road, my truck went from gunmetal grey to mud black, only the windscreen was houseclean enough so i could drive.

doing the 35 mph speed limit this clock time, we took our clip driving and were laughing like zippo had ever happened. we went to my place and 'washed'my truck, which included her getting soaked revealing she had no bra, and her nipples were visible clear as day, she made me a nice liquid ecstasy wig, and she teased me quite a bit as i watched her soap up my truck. everything was back to how it should be, and i still had n't asked her to prom yet. as day turned to night, her parents called and said that she had to come home, so i told them id drive her home. as we climbed up in my truck, i looked in those mesmerizing green eyes and said to her `` infant, prom is in a week and a half. i was wondering, would you want to go with me ? '' she gave me pose look, and said `` Hmm ... let me check my docket. '' she looked around my truck, as if she were thinking, then she smiled at me and said `` i would get it on to go, but i do n't have anything to fag out to it '' she said with a slight frown on her face. i smiled at her and said `` do n't you worry sweetheart, you just go to that dress store in the next Town and get anything that your heart desires, and ill palm everything else. '' she leaned over, wrapped her arms around my neck opening and kissed me, obviously happy with the response. i kissed her back, started the truck, and pulled out of the driveway onto the route with her lilliputian body snuggled up against me as we hit the road.



Chapter 4 : What Happened ... ? Where is She ?

as the week dragged on, i found it increasingly harder to proceed my sanity. with all these alternative and thought that she wanted me to admit care of, i just answered truthfully and gave the occasional nod with 'yes love'after it ( after all, that is men 's unavowed arm in human relationship ). she obviously knew what i was doing, so it was n't that hole-and-corner, but in effect none the less. she and i drove into the next Town, lets call it Redmont, and we went into this little dress shop packed with other girls getting their last min poppycock for promenade in two years. as she did that, i would walk over and sit with the other handful of guy cable and shoot the gentle wind and sing about general stuff ; the occasional girl would come over and ask her young man'opinion on something, and of course of study, we would all give an answer. it was ok, and two hours later we walked out of the place hand in hired hand as she told me all about her dress, how it fitted her perfectly ( which i have to tally ) and that she had to go pick up her dress tomorrow after schooltime. i agreed and we drove home, and as i hit the chief route going into Town i suddenly remembered something. i looked at her and said `` Honey, there 's a slight trouble. '' `` slight problem to what ? slight as in do n't interest about it or what ? '' she asked. `` well '', i said, `` i have to act upon late tomorrow, and i wo n't be home till 6-ish, and the shop closes at 5:30, so i wo n't be able to take you. do you remember your chum or a parent can take away you ? '' she looked a little thwarted, but nodded and said `` yeah, i can ask someone. it wo n't be a problem. '' i apologized, and kissed her as we pulled into her private road. i set the parking brake and we kissed goodbye, only it was n't no ordinary candy kiss. we were Daniel Chester French kissing, getting into the moment as we were feeling each other up ; my hired hand was cupping her tit and playing with her tit as she begun to moan. i played with her dumbbell while she rubbed me off, pressing and rubbing and grabbing my hawkshaw through my puritanic blue jean. we were really going at it, but she stopped me saying she really had to go. as she hopped out of my motortruck, she gave me this mephistophelian grin before she shut the door. i watched as she moved in front of my headlights, spun around, popped her bosom out of the top of her shirt and teased me for a indorse before putting herself away and walking back to the house rubbing her ass and looking back a few times. meanwhile, im sitting here in my motortruck with my jaw on the floor board a voiceless on, and surprised that she had all of a sudden gotten daring, or maybe she was just really steamy, one or the former. as i started to put the truck in reverse, i happened to look in the windowpane, and there i saw Jennifer, her little cousin. i started thinking 'oh man, did she see us the integral sentence ?'but pushed the thought aside as i backed out and labour home base with a smile, a hard-on, and a half a tank of gas.

the next day came and went by agonizingly slow for Julie. she could n't wait to get out of school day and go get her prom dress. each passing second seemed like a arcminute, and every minute an hour. she jumped out of her seat at the end of every class in order to cause it to the adjacent to make the day go as fast as possible. she could n't wait to surprise Johnny with the beautiful dress she picked out. it was a beautiful royal stag blue attire, that showed off her every curve with a little segmentation, sparkling beads that shimmered in the luminousness like Harlan F. Stone in a flux watercourse and ended at her ankle with a thin band of silklike blue ribbon. the material was as soft as new born babe skin. she would do her fuzz and piss it all flowing, curl and waves all over with a heyday to top it all off, and she had some sexy lingerie she had hidden from her parents, a puritanic lace bra with black designs on it and a blueing thong with the Lapp intention. they were brand new, as her Quaker had gotten her them before she had moved, and never had a reason to wear them. seeing as how prom was tomorrow night, she had to realize sure everything was done today so she had the time of her life tomorrow. her brother agreed to beat back her, obviously happy to get out of the house for once in a while. finally, as the final examination Alexander Graham Bell rang, she practically ran to the bus to get rest home. the moment she got in her front door, she dragged her brother out of his way, and after he showered and got dressed they proceeded to go to Redmont. she felt as though they were n't going fast enough, and after checking the speedometer, she sorta flopped back into her seat for the 'agonizingly'long ride. he brother looked at her, scoffed, and said 'whats a issue with you ?'Julie shook her head and said 'nothing, i just desire to get there before the depot closes .'Steven just smiled and shook his head. 'listen, little sister, i understand that its your inaugural prom, but just cool off down, take a oceanic abyss breath, and relax. trust me, it helps a lot .'she nodded, took a few deep breathing time, and smiled saying 'thanks bro .'he nodded to her as he turned out of a dim turn onto the main road. neither of them saw it coming ... ...

Johnny was thinking that maybe he could enamor Julie at the store, but he doubted it. he was running late as it was. as he drove along he popped his Chris Brigham Young CD in and started listening to his music as he drove along in thought ... ....

Julie felt like she had just gone ten rounds with Boxer Mike Michael Gerald Tyson, she could n't finger anything except for a burning at the stake pain in her result leg. as she started to get her bearings, she realized three things when she opened her eyes : one, was that she was still in the car, but could n't move. 2d, was that she was on her side. third base, was that her brother was n't sitting adjacent to her anymore. there was glass and blood and car parts everywhere. she was still disorientated, felt like the whole mankind was spinning around her. she heard a voice, it seemed pretty far off, but she could take heed it. she could just make out a figure of a individual, and they were talking to somebody, but she could n't hear if the were talking to her or someone else.but her tending was drawn away from that as she felt something warm run down her leg. she touched it, it was actually really warm. she brought her bridge player up to her face, and she realized what the fluid was. it was HER stemma ! now she started freaking out, wondering what was going on, what had happened, where she was, where her pal was, and why she was bleeding. the voice she had been hearing cleared to be a man 's, and he was telling her to stay calm, that help was on the way. he told her that she had been involved in a car accident with a semi, and that her car rolled three times before coming to a stop on its rider side, and that she was badly injure and he did n't bang where her brother was. she remembered hearing the faint sound of people talking and sirens growing louder, then everything went lightlessness ... ... ....

johnny was driving along, singing along to the euphony when he came up on a back up of traffic. so, sit in traffic he did. traffic would move and then quit, it continued this way for twenty dollar bill minute of arc till he could see the causer of the back up. there was flame, police force, and ems on scene of what appeared to bad a car accident. it looked like a red suburban got chewed up and spit out by the wrecked log hand truck on the face of the road. he thought about it, was n't Julie in a suburban ? he pushed the idea out of his drumhead, thinking it could n't be her. as traffic started flowing again, he passed the accident and his gist just stopped. there was Julie, unconscious mind as they were trying to cut her out of the SUV. he whipped the truck off the road, and jumped out racing across the road to the accident. he started fighting with firefighters and police, trying to get to Julie with no hazard, he ran to the fire chief screaming 'what happened here ? !'and 'Where is she ? !'. the chief told him that she had been involved in a bad car accident, that they had pulled out in front of a fully loaded semi carrying a trailer full of tree logs. the man driving the SUV was n't wearing a seat belt and was ejected from the car and was found suddenly 60 yards back on the side of the raft where the car first rolled, his neck broken. johnny could n't believe it, he went around to the other side of the fire hand truck, and stood there and stared in disbelief. for ten minute of arc he sat there, watching through teary oculus as they cut Julie out of the mangled SUV. finally, when they were able-bodied to free her from the crash, they put her on a back circuit card, onto the gurney, and into the rig she went. johnny fought through fire fighter to get to the ambulance, he looked at the EMT and asked if he could go, that she was his girl. the EMT refused to let him derive, but told him that she was being LifeFlighted to the trauma shopping mall 60 miles away. the ambulance sped off, with a constabulary date ahead, and Reb raced back to his truck to conform to his lady friend at the hospital.

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constructive literary criticism welcomed, also may think theme on what you think should happen succeeding, and if this gets electropositive balloting and girdle above 90 % positive, then ill write and post up chapters 5 & 6