Blood and Barbies

Meeting Him

The truck still had plenty of space. Flick and I were in the tailgate of a black pickup being transported to PKT, the gang I was going to spy on. Looking at his face that close, made this mission feel so much more real. I had one duffle bag, if I had truly packed all my things, I would have four, but all my equipment would make me obvious. I had other ways to getting my stuff where it needs to be besides just bringing it with me. I packed the most conservative clothes I could find. PTK was not known for being frisky. That is all I really know about PTK. Flick had two bags. One was a suitcase and the other one was a backpack. His stuff must not be as conspicuous as mine is. I will have to be sent the supplies later. We had been on the road for ten hours now. We had made two stops to use a bathroom, nothing luxurious. The stars shone brightly over the 2 o'clock night. Flick slept on the rigid floor without anything over or under him. We had not talked the whole trip so far. Jade told me to let him be the first one to talk, so I have been just waiting. I looked up at the stars for a few minutes before falling asleep on the opposite side of the truck bed of Flick.

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A door slam woke me up. When I opened my eyes, flick was staring at me. He sat on his suitcase with his hands in his lap, folded. I suddenly felt uncomfortable; how long was he watching me for? He looked away the second I caught him staring so he did not have poor social skills, but still. I noticed that we were still surrounded by forest as usual.

The mexican boy that was driving us rounded the corner to the back.

"I am going to use the bathroom, I will be back" he informed us. I let the boy zip tie me to my luggage after he did the same to flick. Conveniently, i had the sudden urge to rub my eyes, i had slept with my baby blue contacts in.

Flick yawned- maybe he had not been awake for too long before me. Flick had shaggy, dirty blonde, short hair and huge brown eyes with long black eyelashes. He had dark brown fleeky eyebrows and full lips. I had not noticed before how attractive he was. Then he broke the silence, interrupting my little investigation.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Oh" i stuttered "Uh lazuli"

He nodded, "I'm flick"

"Oh"

"What's your deal?" he asked "Did they not let you pick your clothes when you left your cell?" I donned a loose, brown t-shirt and black sweats. He must have been confused by my modesty.

"No, i wasn't allowed to" I lied not sure why I was lying in the first place.

"Oh me neither, i just thought girls might have been a special situation" he mused with a grin. Girls were always a special situation in BnB. They were treated the same way guys were it's just that there were twice as many girls there and there were more opportunities for them.

"Nope, I guess not" I replied.

Maybe thirty seconds later, Flick spoke again "well i'm glad i'm not in a cell, but i'm not glad to be in a pickup truck zip tied to a suitcase" he rolled his eyes.

"Well, what was your crime? I mean you don't have to answer that" I prodded lightly.

"No it's fine, nothing horrible, I guess" he gave me a pained look but i knew it was all acting. "What about you?"

I had already been given a backstory from jade before i left. "I stole a pound of weed from the locker for points. I know how to sell." I "confessed".

"Dang shorty! You's a bad B! I know how hard it is to get into the other floors of the locker. I actually have two ounces on me right now but you don't know that" he winked. I returned his wink. "I'm not addicted or anything, it's actually a rare thing for me."

"I see" I winked again playfully.

He threw his head back in laughter, his dimples popping out. "No, no for real! It was really a gift from a friend who moves weight" i saw my chance to score some intell

"A girlfriend?" i asked with my best mischievous smile. I could be a good actress too.

"Yeah actually" he started, "well, ex-girlfriend now that i'm gone." he looked fairly sad. I wondered if he actually had this girlfriend at home or if she was just part of his story he was given.

"What was she like?" I asked almost to myself.

"Oh, well she had black hair" I had blue hair, but it should be fading soon now that i won't be living in "beauty land" "she was tall and lean, she hadn't gotten any surgeries when she first came" I was short and on the thick side. I had not gotten surgeries either though, so we had that in common. "She wore the usual BnB attire" so she was sluttish "she was kind of demanding, but to be fair, I can kind of be demanding too sometimes" his explanation was interrupted by the driver coming through the trees. That was quick. He jumped into the truck forgetting the zip ties.

"F---!" flick groaned. "He forgot the damn zip ties!" flick uselessly struggled against his restraints. I just sat and watched him as the truck started to pick up speed. He looked up at me through his eyelashes and licked his lips in concentration. I burst out laughing.

"What?!" he asked angrily but he was starting to laugh himself.

"That look- haha- that you just gave me looked like you were going to murder me!" I laughed. Flick was officially laughing with me.

"This retarded zip tie, bruh"

About an hour later the truck came to a stop. My palms were already starting to sweat in angst and the zip tie made my wrists raw. I hopped around to see if we were there yet. Once I was facing the front, I saw that we were in front of a little checkpoint stop. The boy got out of the truck and started talking to another mexican man, maybe in his early thirties. I felt my heart deccelerating when i heard we had another two hours to go. I guess this was a regular stop for the driver because checkpoint dude referred to him as "Ricky." Ricky got back into the car.

"Zipties!" Flick yelled as ricky's door slammed shut. "Idiot" flick mumbled under his breath. I laughed at his efforts and he smiled at me with those dimples again. I guess we are friends now.

For the next two hours he told me about how this was his first time in a car, how his grandpa was actually from sunset but fell in love with a gang hopper and had his dad in BnB and how he hates the rules for the girls in BnB. He asked me about my vans and i explained the story, minus why I needed them.