when we met

chapter 2

Chapter 2

Okay so remember when I said that there was no chance what so ever that there will be someone available to drop me off at my grandma's home, well I was wrong

My mum managed to whirl her magic fingers in the air and get me a ride...in the next 3 hours i will be in a car driving off to Travant, the joy, excuse the sarcasm. 

So the phone call my mum made went something like this...

* * *

"Hello?"

"Oh yes, I was wondering if there was anyone available to drop Lorenza to Travant?"

"Or really ? Well what a coincident isn’t it "

"Yes I will make sure she is ready, thank you"

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So now , around 3 hours later, my parents have left , and evacuated me out of the house, so currently i am waiting in the scorching sun for my ride , who may I add , I have never ever met or been told the name of , not even the name of the freaking company !

I thought I was just about to melt in a puddle and stay like that for 3 months and my parents will laugh at me and walk away when they come home, when suddenly I saw a car stop right in front of me. 

It was kind of beat up , as if the driver had been in one to many accidents and if this was my ride I don’t think I would feel the least bit safe. So I just stared at the car until it moved....okay so it looks like its not moving anytime soon and no one has came out maybe he/she feel asleep.

"BEEP!"  I jumped about 10 feet the air before evilly staring at the car in front of me.

Okay so this person was suppose to be my ride, right so am I suppose to put my own suit case in the back?

"BEEP" right I'm taking that as a yes

I walked to the back while muttering "how disrespectful and rude" to myself, I opened the boot of the car to see a gigantic black bag.... Not sounding crazy or anything but it looked kind of full and from the look of it, it looks like a whole body could fit in it. No No NO I know my mother doesn’t like me that much but I’m sure she wouldn’t send me off with a murderer... Would she?

I snapped out of my crazy thought by yet another blast of the horn; I’m starting to think this person can't talk

I quickly put my baggage into the boot and shut it close before running to the backdoor of the car and sitting down , I hadn't even gotten in and closed the door before the car was off,  so this person is rude , disrespectful and obviously a loony tic what else would you want in a driver? Right everything

The first thing i wanted to know was the company of this taxi so i could ring them up and yell at them because they have really rude and crazy employees who use the taxi as there personal car. I looked at the seat covers; maybe they had printed the name on them? Wrong, I looked at the back window maybe they had stuck a logo on it? Wrong and lastly I looked at the top left hand corner of the font window to see if they had printed the name on there...Again I was wrong, I’m starting to think that this would have worked better from the outside rather then the inside.

Now that I have absolutely no idea who's Taxi this is, its time to make conversation, because everyone who thinks that they are going to die always makes conversations with the killer... Don’t they

First thing is first; find out if this person is a he or a she. I looked in the review mirror to see dark brown eyes with bushy eye brows looking at the road, yea I mean looking not concentrate but looking at the road , I know the difference because that’s what I do at school , I look at the book not concentrate at what has been written in the book.

I’m starting to think that I won’t make it to Travent alive

“uh...hey” shut up lily, shut up!

No response

“So which company do you work for?” please shut up Lily

Again no response

“How has your day been?” oh for Christ sake shut up lily!

And again, thank god no response to my idiotic questions. Okay so I either shut up and sleep for three hours or try and make conversation with that piece of rock in the driver’s seat.

“Okay look Mr, I can tell you are not the conversation type of person but I am not spending the next-“I stop to check my watch “2 hours and 45 minuets sitting here without talking or listening to anything!”

In response he turned the radio on.

What does he want me to do to get a reaction out of him? , sit on his lap while he is driving! ... Actually

I took my seat belt of and brought my legs on the seat so I was squatting on it , I put one hand on the drivers seat and one hand on the passenger seat while putting my left foot in the middle, then I stepped through and sat on the passenger seat and in the process  I wacked my head on the dash board , yes very elegant indeed

“ouch” while rubbing my head with my hand I turned to my right and saw a small smirk on his mouth

Yes! Mission ‘get reaction out of driver accomplished’

But unfortunately in the three hours, that was the ONLY reaction I got out of him

Well this is the second chapter , I know I shouldn’t be saying this but I hate it how I am always using ‘I’ it really bugs me SORRY to anyone else that find this annoying !!

also sorry for the short chapters i am trying to make them longer and i am sure when (if) this story goes on i will make the chapters longer :)