“Alli? Would you go get some stuff out of the car just leave it at the door?” my mother snapped me back to reality.
“oh um yeah sure mom” I stood up slowly realizing I hadn’t ate that day, or really at all these past few day. Whatever, I went to grab the suitcases when some guy rode up in his muddy dirt bike gear. He slid off his helmet and goggles, a mark where they once were was left. He had great brown locks, they were shiny and wavy not to mention his outfit. Well actually I think that could be left out. He was wearing a tee that said something about country boys and some dark jeans. His hazel eyes twinkled like stained glass in the sun.
“hey? Are you new around here?” my future boyfriend said. Now I might not know his name but for now ill call him mine.
“um yeah just pulled in a few hours ago” I tried to do my pretty girl talk. I felt a bit embarssed I had on some wrangler shorts and a loose tee with the neckline cut off. Not much to impress him.
“I could tell that. Um you are?” God his country accent made me want to listen to him talk all day.
“I’m Alli! My uncle lives here.” I glanced him up and down one last time before staring at his beautiful stained glass eyes
“Brandon? Brandon Phillips is Ms. Hollywood’s uncle?” he gave me a baffled look, “I mean heck really? I guess I never thought of brandon as the family type. But heck! Who knew! I’m Seb”
“yeah got it” I was dazed by his eyes. I wanted to touch them. No wait I didn’t want to touch his eyes I swear!
“so you gonna keep looking at me like a glass of water on a 112 degree day or we gonna move these travel bags?” Seb chuckled at me, god if he knew how embrassed I was! My cheeks turned pink
“um y-yeah lets get moving on” I stammered fluster from him catching me.
As we moved the suitcases into the house, I couldn’t help but stare at him. The way he gracefully moved, his strong arms holding the suit case. I didn’t even realize he was holding my shoulder.
“Hey Hollywood, looks like I moved all your suitcases. Need anything else?” Sebs deep country accent called me out of my daze.
“oh” I must have sounded disappointed because he squeezed my shoulder
“Alright? Blondie?”
“Yeah! I’m just thinking of things for us to do” I never said I was good at flirting. I just wanted him to stay.
“Things we can do, Eh? What if I take you around town?”
“sure, let me ask Brandon real quick” I saw Seb walk over to his dirt bike. It was nice, it had a shiny green body with blue and yellow marks on the sides. I was intrigued by all the scratches and dents on the side of his dirt bike.
“hey mom! This kids taking me to town! See ya later!” I realized the double meaning on my words and yelled back, “Not like that though! Just showing me around! I swear! Love you mom bye!”
I ran back out with a pink blush on my face. That was so embarrassing, I bet that Seb heard that.
“so? Ready to go Hollywood?” Seb handed me a dirt bike helmet. I only nodded before putting it on. Jee who knew how tight these were. It was like someone was grabbing me by the head and not planning on letting go.
Seb climbed onto his dirt bike before I did. I held onto his shoulders tightly. Was I scared to have a teenage boy drive me around on a fast dirt bike? Yes, I was terrified. I heard him say something but my hearing was muffled because of this helmet.
“um can you not dig into my shoulders? Just hold my waist or something” I couldn’t tell if he was annoyed or joking but I did as he asked. This close moment sent sparks into my fingers where they touched his shirt. My head was so close to him. God must have been testing me. How I wish I could run my fingers in his hair. Blah I was getting crazy over some country kid I just met what a waste!
As we rode around I saw dirt. Lots and lots of dirt. Along the way there were a few houses but they were so farm apart! How did kids trick or treat? I looked at the houses. They all looked like cheap knock offs of Brandons. Some had wood just layed out front, a whole shed, or even a huge willow cut down was just laying in the middle of the road.
Where did the road start? Were we on the road? I dunno it was all dirt. Dirt. Dirt. Dirt. How could one place have so much red dirt! Dust flew as I rode on this dirt bike, I saw a blue beat up truck drive past us. Why did I agree to this?
-------------------------------Seb--------------------------------
At first I wasn’t sure about Ms. Hollywood, she is exactly what I mean by Ms. Hollywood. Dirty blond hair, white skin, deep tan lines, nice bu- I mean body. She seems nice but at the same time she keeps giving me this look like I’m the only dude in the world. I guess its nice but I’m just seb, some kid from Tennessee.
As we pulled into town I saw disappointment on blondies face. Yeah, I knew her name, Alianna Calliope Brooks. Who didn’t? She was in a lot of shows. I was kind of shook when I saw the girl from my tv at Brandys house. And not only that but she’s Brandon niece! Since when did that man have family?
Her green eyes were brighter than I thought, they glowed in the sun. but now, they looked dim, sad, disappointed.
“Whats wrong now Hollywood?” I gave her a quick up and down look, but not how she gave me earlier. I grabbed her hand to help her down and she promptly jumped back, falling on her butt. A bit of dirt got on her light shorts. Why the heck would someone where light wash jeans in dirt county?
“nothing. I just thought itd be like the Hollywood movies, small town, loads of people wandering around, cowboys” she glanced around then back at me. Jesus she looked around a lot, was she looking for some sort of escape?
“This isn’t some hallmark movie blondie, its Crestwood Tennessee.” I looked at her why would she think its some hallmark movie going on here? I continued with what I was saying, “Maybe its because I grew up here, but this was no country hallmark movie I’ve seen.”
“Yeah, I guess so, it’s just my life seemed straight out a freaking movie right now”
“Yeah, well you are in a lot of those huh?”
“I am, how do you know that?’ how did I know that? Oh she was about to be shocked with what I tell her. Then again, maybe I shouldn’t. it might be weird think some 15 year old guy watches all your movies.
“My sister watches em’ a lot”
“Oh, you have a sister?”
“Yeah a few”
“Nice, I’m an only child”
“Hey, let’s look at some shops?”
Hollywood nodded and I put an arm around her shoulder. She flinched. All I did was grab her shoulder and she flinched. I gave her a worried look but shook it off.
“Hey, I’m going to my arm around you now, alright?” she looked worried but nodded her head. I gently draped an arm over her shoulder keeping her at my side.
“im sorry” I looked at her worried expression, her head hung low but she made eye contact. Why did she say sorry?
“its alright Hollywood. I just scared ya’ why are you saying sorry?” I felt an uneasy atmosphere when I asked.
“yeah sorry, I just get startled easily”
“Stop saying sorry blond” I gave her an look, I heard some storys of what goes on in Hollywood with those actor kids. I hoped she wasn’t one of those cases. Just in case I decided id protect her from her on out. I knew id just met the girl but I couldn’t help but like the ideal of us being friends for a while.
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