A/N: Hey, I've been really Sporadic with my writing, I know, But I'm
getting back into the groove, NO WORRIES! :) And Just so you know, the girl
in this story, is the same one in "Learning from Lorne" and it actually
takes place in the same time period, and everything, Neato eh? Right. I
know everyone here (or a lot of people) are B/S, and I"m usually that kind
of shipper, but tonight-- err this fic-- I'm S/? Want to know who? READ!
HA!
It was my sophomore year of college. My friend convinced me that a road trip to L.A. would help me unwind. Somehow, I doubted that it would help. The trip was right before finals, relaxing was far from my mind. I drove through the night, as my two best sorority sisters snoozed. I flew past exits wondering what in the city of Angels would relax me.
My hands tightly gripped the wheel as I changed lanes. I woke one of my friends. She stretched lazily, and rubbed her eyes.
"Where we stayin' Beth?" I yawned. She continued to rub the sleep out of her eyes.
"What do you mean?" Beth drawled. Her Texas accent was ever present. "Honey, you're sittin' in your hotel!" Beth poked Manny in the back. "Help us keep an eye out for a good place to park so we can ---" Manny interrupted.
"I do NOT think so!" Her voice oozed attitude. "I have plastic. Lets go to Holiday Inn, or something. Not the best....." She shuddered."But if I'm in this car one more minute, I'll go insane." I nodded pulling into the closest cheap looking Inn.
We paid, loaded our stuff in our room, and by the time we were done, it was three. Manny and Beth were asleep with clothes strewn about the room. I rolled my eyes and stepped out for a cigarette. I was the only one who smoked, so we had a non smoking room. My feet dangled idly from the upstairs railing. I let my mind wander through all the things that had happened to me, and the whole idea of relaxing on this trip-- it was foreign to me.
I don't know how long I sat before I heard him. He was walking back to his room, he'd begin to look confident, then lose it all, he'd stop, mumble something then continue up the stairs. Even from across the courtyard I could see his eyes were a stunning blue, they were shining like the ocean lit by the moon. I had seen it only a few hours ago, I remembered it vividly, they had the same gleam. The full moon cast a pale light on his bright blonde hair. His long coat swayed as he walked, complimenting his movements perfectly. Somehow, I was taken immediately. Was this to relax me in Los Angeles?
"Hey there." I said quietly. I didn't think he'd hear me, but he stopped and breathed in. He stooped to my ear and whispered.
"Hello there ducks....." He sniffed the air. "Can I bum a cig?" I nodded and produced my package of Virginia Slims. He grimaced but lit up nonetheless. "So." He took a long drag. "What's a girl like you doin' out here? We've got some bad nasties here in LA." I paused, wondering if I had just gotten a pickup line.
"I'm taking a little vacation." I sighed. "Gettin' through the nasties of Freshman year and......" I stopped. "I bet you don't care. Sorry...." He waved it off.
"No, I'm interested." He looked at his watch and stretched. "Bloody 'ell! It's late! Sun'll be up soon. Here.... " He rose and took my hand "Come and tell me more." I'll never remember why I trusted him. It may gave been the accent, his eyes, or the smell he gave off, but I went.
It was my sophomore year of college. My friend convinced me that a road trip to L.A. would help me unwind. Somehow, I doubted that it would help. The trip was right before finals, relaxing was far from my mind. I drove through the night, as my two best sorority sisters snoozed. I flew past exits wondering what in the city of Angels would relax me.
My hands tightly gripped the wheel as I changed lanes. I woke one of my friends. She stretched lazily, and rubbed her eyes.
"Where we stayin' Beth?" I yawned. She continued to rub the sleep out of her eyes.
"What do you mean?" Beth drawled. Her Texas accent was ever present. "Honey, you're sittin' in your hotel!" Beth poked Manny in the back. "Help us keep an eye out for a good place to park so we can ---" Manny interrupted.
"I do NOT think so!" Her voice oozed attitude. "I have plastic. Lets go to Holiday Inn, or something. Not the best....." She shuddered."But if I'm in this car one more minute, I'll go insane." I nodded pulling into the closest cheap looking Inn.
We paid, loaded our stuff in our room, and by the time we were done, it was three. Manny and Beth were asleep with clothes strewn about the room. I rolled my eyes and stepped out for a cigarette. I was the only one who smoked, so we had a non smoking room. My feet dangled idly from the upstairs railing. I let my mind wander through all the things that had happened to me, and the whole idea of relaxing on this trip-- it was foreign to me.
I don't know how long I sat before I heard him. He was walking back to his room, he'd begin to look confident, then lose it all, he'd stop, mumble something then continue up the stairs. Even from across the courtyard I could see his eyes were a stunning blue, they were shining like the ocean lit by the moon. I had seen it only a few hours ago, I remembered it vividly, they had the same gleam. The full moon cast a pale light on his bright blonde hair. His long coat swayed as he walked, complimenting his movements perfectly. Somehow, I was taken immediately. Was this to relax me in Los Angeles?
"Hey there." I said quietly. I didn't think he'd hear me, but he stopped and breathed in. He stooped to my ear and whispered.
"Hello there ducks....." He sniffed the air. "Can I bum a cig?" I nodded and produced my package of Virginia Slims. He grimaced but lit up nonetheless. "So." He took a long drag. "What's a girl like you doin' out here? We've got some bad nasties here in LA." I paused, wondering if I had just gotten a pickup line.
"I'm taking a little vacation." I sighed. "Gettin' through the nasties of Freshman year and......" I stopped. "I bet you don't care. Sorry...." He waved it off.
"No, I'm interested." He looked at his watch and stretched. "Bloody 'ell! It's late! Sun'll be up soon. Here.... " He rose and took my hand "Come and tell me more." I'll never remember why I trusted him. It may gave been the accent, his eyes, or the smell he gave off, but I went.