City Boy And Country Girl

Chapter four

I don't want to talk about him. His name slipped out of my mouth I didn't mean to. Any way when I was done singing I decided to go grab some punch then head out to the dance floor. But as I step near the punch bowl I notice someone that faced the bowl, I never thought would show up to a place like this and well I didn't want to exactly see either. As he turns around I am face to face with a light blue eye beauty WAIT!!! Hold on now what did I just say that Matt had beautiful eyes. Oh my god I just said that again what has gotten into me. Maybe it was shock from the stage and everything or maybe it was the blinding light that's what it must be yeah. Okay back to reality. He stares at me then says "I didn't know you could sing. And was that seriously you up there?"

Seriously did he just doubt my hidden talent? Did he think I was going to sing like a dying whale. Poor whale. "Yeah why having doubts about me being able to sing? Where you expecting me to sound like a dying whale? And what the hell are you doing here you hate country people like your life depended on it!"

"Seriously your one to judge but yes, I just came here to hook up with a random girl and get laid." he said.

"Figures, Why don't you wear a sign saying 'Get laid free it will be awesome just make sure you know I am a man whore and will probably never see you again or want to talk to you'."

"That's actually a good idea except I am not a man whore for your info."

"Wow who in the right mind told you where not a 'man whore' because they must be blind or mentally retarded?! And when?"

"All the ladies I hump and dump. Just picture that while they tell me wait more

like scream that while I make them have the best night ever," he says cockily.

I didn't want to hear that! I can just picture it and I really don't want to picture that. Wait to late. My poor brain i am never going to recover. My brain is poisoned. I am going to die. Okay I am being a tiny bit dramatic. I walk forward towards the punch bowl and hit Matt's arm. Wait did I just shiver in happiness or delight from his arm or from just touching him. Oh my god I am yearning to touch him again. Not like that you pervs. I need to get out of here and think what the hell does that mean.

I run as fast as my feet can carry me. I here people call my name behind me but I don't dare look back. For the first time in my life I am afraid to think or even look back. I step onto the cold coral gate then leap on Spirits back. The Spirit jumps over the metal gates heading down that dirt road into the forest. I don't want to look back even if my life depended on it.

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From the one an only (hopefully),

Anon