Chapter 2: Rozelle
". . . The hell is this car doing?" I whisper to myself trying to look in my side mirror to see the driver.
"Move the damn lane lady!! Jeez, what a prick,"
Well damn. If this BRZ wasn't here, I would've gotten out of the car and grabbed that speeding lady by the collar and thrown her into the river. Damn her.
I'm still left driving and waiting for this stupid lady to move the damn lane. So what I do instead is switch lanes right behind the BRZ. After about 2 minutes of looking back and forth from the side mirror and the road, this damn lady didn't even move to a different lane yet!
I soon notice that the speeding car is driving in front of the gray BRZ, which I'm pretty sure is illegal . . . probably not illegal, but dangerous.
Thankfully the speeding car slows down to a normal pace, and then keeps its pace while still driving in front of the brz which honks a few times.
Damn. This car is pissing me off. I thought as I groaned in annoyance.
Before I realized it, the lady jerks a halt for a few seconds which causes the BRZ to hit its brakes while I try my best to stomp on mine so I don't crash into the car. Well...I was wrong of course.
"Shi-" It wasn't a strong impact, but it was enough to cause me to hit my head on the steering wheel. Dammit! My car! I mentally complained, rubbing my forehead.
"Ugh! What the hell!"
I said while stumbling on my steps out of the car.
At least I'm not wearing heels.
As I'm tripping my way out of my car, I see a man rushing over to my side and grips firmly on my forearm. I glance at the hand on my arm while my vision clears, I look up to see a pair of bright blue eyes filled with concern.
Talk about beautiful men.... Somehow I can't stop staring at this handsome looking man right in front of me, he's too mesmerizing.
"Hey! Are you okay Ms?!" I hear the man say.
I nod my head in response while keeping a hand on my forehead.
"A-are you sure you're okay Ms?"
Pft- yea sure I am! I just banged my head on my damn steering wheel, and to top it off, I have to bring my car to a repair shop dammit!
Is what I wanted to say, but in my laziness to argue I say,
"Yeah I'm alright . . . how about you?"
Wow . . . his facial features are incredibly-
"I'm alright, just hit my head on the steering wheel due to the impact," The man says with a deep worried voice, snapping me out of my thoughts.
I realize now that I've been keeping eye contact with him the whole entire conversation, I mean . . . I can say that this man is so hard not to look at.
"So did I. Thanks for helping me out here Mr . . ." I say softly while shortly breaking eye contact.
"Andrew. Andrew Hughs, or you can just call me Andy, and I'm sorry for the unfortunate accident with your car."
Andrew . . . or Andy. Either way, this guy's hot.
"That's okay, it's not your fault Mr. Hughs. It's that stupid cars fault, probably doesn't know how to drive." I say with a slightly annoyed smirk.
Andrew offers a light chuckle. Even his laugh is beyond dazzling!
"Haha, we both can be sure of that" He says while showing off his dimples with a smile. Oh dear . . . he has dimples . . . I don't think I can handle this guy's beauty.
"Speaking of which . . . where is the speeder?" I ask Andrew while he leads me to a bench and sits down next to me.
"Probably already sped off somewhere while we crashed."
"Guess we were so caught up with the situation around us that we didn't notice it until now . . . ," I say looking down at my white dusty stained flats.
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