Finding Arizona

Chapter Two

Chapter 2

"Oh, wow!" She giggled. And giggled. And giggled. 

Honestly, it was fun at first, but this was getting old. The other girl just bit her lip and smiled, rubbing on his bare chest. It's not even sexy anymore. What was he thinking? Sleeping with these girls? Dante's a strong minded person. It takes a lot for someone to convince him to do this, and to be influenced by a sex crazed moron like Jack was just ridiculous.

Besides, he has to be in Vegas in three hours!

"Okay..." He murmured softly after kissing the giggling girl's neck. "I'm finished. Do I have to pay...or something?"

The girls looked to each other, scoffed, and rolled their eyes.

"Who do you take us for?" The biting lip one said. "Prostitutes?"

"Yeah, and whores?" Questioned the giggling girl.

Dante stared, his light blue eyes growing intent. "Oh, so you guys are cheap or something? You do it all for free?"

Biting lip girl smacked him across the face, gathered her clothes, and stormed out of the RV. Giggling girl looked apologetic, but after a while she rolled her eyes and ran out with her things as well, following the other. She seemed like she was forcing herself to leave. 

Dante ran a hand over his face, sighing loudly. He got out of the bunk bed, with his worn jeans hanging low on his hips, shirtless. He looked out the window, took in the surroundings, and started up his ride. He drove off within minutes. 

He downsed down the the rest of the fluids from his half-full Monster drink can, and was on his way.

He has to be there soon. He can't be late. Every time he visited his dad's grave, it was in the hour of 4 a.m. It has to be that way, or else...

It just has to be that way. It has to. 

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"Too casual," Penelope threw a shirt into the reject pile of other shirts she disapproved of in the changing room. She picked up another, "Too edgy." She sighed, "Besides, the dinner is supposed to be elegant and formal. Your parents and Lucas would not want to see you in something so...trashy."

"I thought it looked pretty great." Olivia hugged herself, standing half nude from trying on so many things just to be pratically torn off from Penelope just because she was 'appalled' by it. "Why do you have to pick what I wear? I'm a grown woman, right? I'm 21, correct? Can't I pick my own things?"

Penelope snapped her head like some sort of pyscho. "Jesus, how hard did you hit your head back in that ally?"

Olivia thought it was an innappropriate question to ask her.

"I thought I was attacked." She mentioned, not even knowing why she decided to drag it out any further.

"Whichever. The point is, you've completely gone disabled in the mind or something. I mean, I bet you forgot that I'm your go-to person for anything."

"You are?"

"Duh." She finally picked out something she liked. Olivia could tell in the way her eyes shined admirably at the mint green garment. "I like this one. You don't even have to try it on. We're getting this for you." She walked straight out of the changing room and Olivia followed close behind. "Thank God you have me, I mean, you would be completely lost without me. You hear?"

Olivia rolled her eyes and muttered something inaudibly to 'Penn'. 

The woman at the front scanned the item. Olivia winced when she saw $225 come up on the screen.