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Your pov:

     As I slipped on my square toe boots and pull my hoodie over my long brown hair, I grab the key to my four-wheeler. I quickly lock the door and start my four-wheeler. The beast lets out a loud rawr as the cold start begins. I quickly back out of the bare patch of dirt on which I am parked on. As I arrive to the end of the driveway, I wait for a truck to pass. As I catch a glimpse of the young man in the drivers seat, I almost faint. "Holy shit, that man was gorgeous," I say to myself.  I shake off the near heart attack this man almost gave me, and drive over to a bare, unowned field near "Reed's Pumpkin patch." As I begin to do donuts in the wet grass, I see the same truck pull into the pumpkin patch driveway. It is October, so I think nothing of it. Until I see Andy Reed hop out of the lifted truck with his nice fitting wranglers and blonde, shaggy mullet. Did I really just almost faint over this stupid bad country boy? Yes, yes I did.

Andy's pov:

    I step out of my truck and take a quick glance over toward the field across the street, only to see a young lady doing donuts and wheelies in the wet grass. She's so beautiful, but I'm too chicken to go over. I realize I'm staring and quickly walk to the barn. As I take a deep breath and try to get the girl off my mind, the sound of her four-wheeler stops. I run out to see the  four-wheeler on it's side with her under it. I grab my four-wheeler key and race over to the field to check on her.

Your pov:

     "Holy shit did I really just roll my four-wheeler? Fuck this thing is heavy. Oh shit," I think to myself while the beast lays on top of me. I glance over to see Andy heading toward me, going 90 to nothing on his four-wheeler. "Fuck why do you have to be so clumsy, Kenzie," I think. "Holy shit are you ok," Andy asks me. "Yeah I'm ok, this grass is slick." I reply as I let out a small chuckle. Fuck I hate myself. Andy helps me get the four-wheeler off of me and back onto all four wheels.  "Well I'm Andy. Andy Reed. And you are?" "Kenzie Bays. I live just down the road from here," I reply. "Oh so you're the cutie that I passed down bye the wedding chapel place." I blush at the comment that he says so smoothly. Andy asks for my phone. As I unlock it and give it to him he types his number into my contacts and texts himself. I can't stop smiling at this idiot. "You be safe now, and text me if you ever want to ride together sometime," Andy says smoothly and he smiles and rides away. I can hardly even speak at this point. "Fuck I'm gonna go home and shower. Dad will be home soon and I haven't cooked or done my online school work," I say to myself.

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