Overated love

Its just a ride along

I gulped, a guitar?? Why dies he need his guitar? To sing to me and then break it? My hands were getting clammy. I was stressing myself out for no reason. I sighed and said out aloud, "It's probably nothing."

"What's probably nothing?". My eyes widened as I realised that I couldn't keep my stupid mouth shut. He grinned that man really got to me. No!!!! You can't ok Naomi you have to stay a safe distance from him,

"Oh you know just talking to myself". I snapped cutting him off. There that'll do him right. "Well I'm sorry I'm just trying to be nice." He turned away and stared at the window I suddenly felt bad I was being a total bitch towards him.

"Look I'm sorry I'm just a bit flustered." I told him as he turned the other way back around. He just kept staring at me it was so creepy but soo cutttee. Ahh shit Naomi! Just stop already remember angry man with guitar?

"Flustered about what?" He spoke out of nowhere which nearly made me jump. "Umm nothing", I was just put in the spot and I couldn't think of anything else. "Ok," he said as he returned his head to the window I smiled nice save Naomi.

Thirty minutes had flown by and all that was heard was silence. You know what I was really bored , driving can get boring when your so focused onto a black lane with white lines. That's it I had to start something just won't get too close.

"Pretty hot eh?" I asked him. He turned his head from the window and nodded, "yeah it gets to me sometimes. You know all the migraines and heat strokes!" "Oh yeah I get them a lot sometimes it's goes for days!!" I replied to him.

"Yeah I was actually scared to come but I guess just sunscreen and a hat will do you fine." I nodded in agreement at least some common sense from a boy. I was about to ask about his school life when Clint raised he's hand and yelled. Oh no guitar man......

"Pig!!! Pig!!!" He yelled. "What are you talking..." I turned my head to the road and there was so something on the road might be a pig and in a few seconds we were going to run over it. I screamed and steered the car of the side road. Violently but out of harms way.

We were heaving gasping for breath. I was shaken up I could've ran over the damn thing. "That.. That was some crazy ass action." I looked out the window at the creature or supposedly pig. And when I saw it I couldn't help but crack up.

Clint eyebrows went all furrowed like I was mental or something. "What's so funny" he asked, when he said that I just laughed louder and high pitched. He stared at me a couple seconds and then he looked a bit cross.

I barely made the words out but I did in between my hysteria. "llll look out the *gasps* windowwwww" he rolled his eyes and looked out straining to make sure he saw what he say. I laughed again, "It's a wombat you idiot!!" He face went red as I teased him about his yelling and pointing.

I soon started the car and realised that our relatives were gone I couldn't follow them. "Crap!" I cursed. Clint looked at me scared. "Oh sorry didn't mean to scare you I have no one to follow and I don't know the way to our hotel." Clint looked down at his phone and started typing something.

Before I could peer over he asked me, " do you know the address?" I nodded as he showed me he's phone which had a GPS I grinned and looked at him. "Your a legend did you know that." He threw he's head back in laughter as I keyed in the address.

Clint connected it to the phone stand and started it up. I smiled as I started the engine. "You ready to go Clint??" "Always was and always will be" he replied. What a smart ass. We drove off and went on the right track we talked about our schools and other things.

Clint's full name was Clint James Ashton he was born on the 23 august 1998. He was in Eastwood senior high school. He's doing bio meds he wishes to be a children's doctor. He did football and dancing as an hobby loves the drums and he lives with a mum, dad and little sister.

Then he turned to me and asked, " so what's your story?" My hear got caught in between my throat. Did he really want to know. "Nothing just simple life ya know."
He raised his eyebrow at me I sighed. "Fine my full name is Naomi May Hopkinson and my birthday is May 11th 1999.

I got to Brockwood High and I'm doing biology as one of my subjects I'm studying to be a zoologist. I play in a bball club and I dance professionally also sing,act,piano and I do art classes. Oh yeah I get tutored as well."

"Woahh," Clint blinked. "How do you keep up with everything?". "I don't know I have a planner?" I blurted out. "That must be it, anyways your family?" He looked at me I was staring at the road not speaking a word just quietly driving.

How on earth could I tell him about my family!! My father was gay so he left my mum for another man. I was going to have a baby brother but mum had a miscarriage due to my evil aunty Renneè pushing her down the stairs.

Mum was to heart broken so we decided to adopt a girl and name her Jess. Mum had a boyfriend when Jess was three and I hated his guts. 2 years later when he was going to propose that night he got murdered and robbed. He thought I could just say that?

" Naomi?" I snapped back to reality as he was still staring at me. "Well, I have a mum , there's Liam , Jess , Aunt Hayley and I. I was quiet and we didn't talk for another 10 minutes. "Is there something your hiding?" He asked in the most polite way.

"No why would you think that?" I asked sceptically. "Never mind", he smiled a charming smile and turned back to the window. The rest of the ride was quiet with the soft hum of music.

Then I saw the familiar beach and smiled. I pulled over and shook the sleeping Clint. "Come on we're here!" He grumbled and we both got off the car and walked towards the beach directly to our campsite a few seconds walk. We stopped once we got there where was everyone????

Hey peeps!! Hope you enjoy this chapter it was somehow based on area life event. My aunty and uncle were driving my sister when my aunty screamed PIG PIG!!! My uncle swerved the car and can u guess what it was a WOMBAT! It's good to use real events in your story so you can't describe them and put more thought in it. Can anyone guess where everyone has gone? Person that guesses will get a page dedicated to them!

-Adelia💘