So much for love

Chapter 4

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I looked pointedly at him then turned on my heel and marched to the stairs where I spun around on him and was shocked by his closeness. "erm ... Follow me" I said looking down. I walked up the stairs and went down the opposite hallway from the one that led to my room. I walked about several paces to the very end of the hallway where one of the guest bedrooms is. " There you are your bedroom" I murmured to the ground as I stepped inside just beyond the door he walked in and stopped right in front of me. He turned stooped down bent his head and kissed my cheek " thanks, love" he murmured against my cheek. I gasped and stepped away he chuckled and me not having the best temper ever stepped in close to him smiled sweetly then once he leaned in again I smacked him as hard as I could. He clutched his cheek yelling profanities " Don't you dare kiss me ever again" I spat at him. Then turned away and walked back to my room shut the door slid down it and started laughing again for a while I stared at my light blue walls laughing then calmed myself down enough to stumble over to my bed grab my phone and dial Sams number. " Hello?" answered a happy but tired voice " Hey" I said "OH! Krisy! It's you hahah do how'd you like the date?" I smiled he's so silly " I loved it. But I have bad news." I said into my cell phone there was a pause and then " What kind of bad news?" he whispered I took a deep breath " My parents are back from their trip and brought back a guy. I don't know why he's here or really who he is!" I rushed out. Another pause this time longer and I prayed he wasn't going to blow up. " okay" he said " when do I get to meet this guy?" I shook my head but then realized he couldn't see me so I said " no your not going to meet him he's a total creep and was hitting on me so I slapped him and I don't think he's the biggest fan of me right now so it's a mutual agreement" I spit out " he did what?! And good for you I wish I could have been there" he said. I laughed " well I got to go coach wants me to whip his new freshman into shape early tomorrow" I said " love you bye babe" he said then I clicked off. I flopped back on my bed wondering why the hell was he here ? Then I fell asleep fully clothed.

I woke up early the next day. I rolled over 4:00 am. I moaned and got up stripped off last nights clothes and looked at my toned but slightly pudgy stomach. I walked into my closet and opened my well worn out drawer of gym clothes. I pulled out my brothers old 'Bama state t shirt black gym shorts no show black socks a dark sports bra and my red and black nike's. I pulled everything on so quickly then I ran down to the kitchen grabbed a red Gatorade and threw it into my always packed gym bag and walked outside. It was really nice out for 4:15 in the morning. So I ran over to the garage and pushed open the sliding barn-like door to reveal my baby. A black and red kamazaki motorcycle. I got giddy at the sight of it. I ran up to the wall next to it and grabbed my bright red helmet then slung my gym bag across my chest and tightened the strap so the bag was pressed against my back lightly I hopped on and revved the engine. I sighed in content at the sound. I opened my eyes and darted out of the garage I whipped down my dirt drive way with the big oaks on either side with the Spanish moss hanging from them. Once I reached the paced rode I drove faster. I was always a need for speed kind of chick. Once I reached the schools track I turned off the bike and pushed it up against the fence. I walked out to the football bench and dropped my gym bag on it. Then I took off like a bullet. I was afraid my Nike clad feet were going to pound right through the redish brown tar like substance. I was always a fast runner and rarely got tired because of my great endurance. My brother was a great runner to he even got drafted for the Olympics but he turned that down to join the marines. This made me even angrier and my feet pounded harder. If he hadn't joined the marines then he wouldn't have gone MIA and scared mom half to death and he wouldn't have been rescued by that high and mighty officer who thinks he's all that because he saved my brother. But he couldn't save one if those five other men who were held captive with my brother and were killed by the fire fight that happened right after they escaped. He got my brother am honorable discharge. My brother used to call me speedy. He said for sure one day I would be in the Olympics. So I promised I would try. And I will for him. As my last promise to his grave.

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