When Ms Hot Topic Fell For Mr Hollister

When Ms Hot Topic Fell For Mr Hollister (Chpt.2)

Sorry It Took Me Ages To Update!

Been Busy. Plus Working On My Other Stories.

Well Here's Chapter Two; Just A Look Into Kyle's Life!

HopE you Enjoy xx

CHAPTER TWO: Ms. Hot Topic Is Not My Type

Mr. Hollister:

I'm speeding down Hollister Avenue trying to activate my Ferrari's ultra high-tech voice GPS.

Mamma Ellie suggested I get voice GPS.

"Your eyes should be on the road when you're driving Kyle, not reading where you're heading." She'd said.

"Too many people lose their lives that way. I won't let you be one of them."

She's always looking out for me. I love that woman.

I'm still trying to work the damn thing.

High-tech things can get so anal.

I can't afford to get lost again, but Laguna Coast is a damn big town.

If I can't find my way out of Hollister Heights, I may just be forced to drive back to Coach's house for help.

At least that will give me another chance to see his daughter.

Good thing her name's only two letters.

I'm an expert at forgetting the names of chicks I want to mess with.

But Damn.

AJ is extremely gorgeous.

When she bent over to get the paper off her driveway...what a sight.

Just glad she didn't catch me admiring her nice ass.

I smirk as I replay the image in my mind.

She looks like one of those Hot Topic models.

Actually she looks way better.

Ms. Hot Topic is not my type... but with AJ...I don't know.

No big deal, it's just a sexual attraction.

Bound to wear off soon enough.

I wouldn't want anything serious with her anyway.

Pretty girl, ugly attitude.

No thanks.

My GPS is finally cooperating.

It's about fucking time.

As I come to a red light, I take a good look at my surroundings.

All the palm trees around, the hot tanned chicks with their pathetic bleach blonde hair in barely fitting bikinis, surfer dudes who worship the ocean carrying

their boards in their printed shorts.

You're sure as hell not in Houston anymore kid.

This is a total transformation.

I hate it but I love it.

I hear a loud honk.

I turn my attention to the small silver convertible next to me.

There's a blonde in the passenger seat smiling at me, her brunette friend in the driver's seat is waving, a seductive look on her face.

They both appear to be in their early twenties.

It's nice to know I attract women of any age.

I nod in their direction glancing down at their massive chests.