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"They look so sweet together," Gwen cooed at Ben and Julie's retreating backs as they made their way towards the movie theater.
"Yeah, yeah," Kevin muttered under his breath pulling away from the curb. "Hey, listen – tell your cousin just because I gave him a lift again this time does not mean there'll be a next time."
"Tell him yourself," Gwen replied coolly.
Kevin couldn't think of a comeback to that so he just glowered. They rode in silence for sometime. It began to rain lightly.
"Well, you could just ask me out!" Gwen blurted out.
"Whaaat?"
"We've had this conversation before…"
"So?" The rain was pounding on the roof of the car now. It seemed to Kevin that it was keeping rhythm with the pounding in his head.
"– and it always ends with you completely shutting me out like this."
"Hey, I'm a complicated man."
"A real man should just be able to admit his feelings already!"
"Oh, yeah?" Kevin turned to look at her. "Well I –"
A burst of light shattered the sky in two followed by a clap of thunder that drowned out his voice.
"'Well' what Kevin? It's not as if –"
"Look," Kevin cut her off with a glare. "Just because you think that –"
Another earsplitting smack of thunder sounded accompanied with several spiky fingers of lightening cutting across the stormy atmosphere striking a telephone pole.
Sparks showered down along with the telephone pole right into the middle of the road.
"Whoa!" Kevin swerved to avoid the fallen line and the car spun out of control. Gwen screamed. The spiraling car hit the rail-guard and rushed backwards downhill threw brush and bramble with Kevin and Gwen yelling in the front seats. The car finally came to rest with its back wheels firmly planted in a ditch right in front of a wooded area.
Kevin let out the large lungful of air he'd been holding onto.
"Hey… you okay?"
"Y–yeah, I think so."
Kevin tried to open his door only to find the door on his side was wedged securely against a couple of rocks and brushes. He turned to Gwen.
"Can you get your door open?"
"I'll try." Gwen unbuckled and swiveled around.
"I can get it opened about three inches."
"Well a lot of good that does us."
"Hey it's not my fault!"
"Did I say it was?" Kevin snapped. Gwen sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Do you have something we could use to try and wedge the door open farther?"
"Yeah, maybe." Kevin grunted non-commitmently.
"Very helpful, Kevin."
"There's a jack in the back."
Gwen twisted around and leaned over to look.
"Where? I don't see it."
"It'd be shoved under my seat with some other stuff."
Gwen struggled to twist to the rear seats, about searching.
"I don't see anything but a smelly gym sock and soda-pop bottle."
"Try the other side then."
Letting her breath out in a low hiss of frustration, Gwen turned back around rummaging for the car-jack. Also giving Kevin a very good look of her backside, as that short skirt she always wore rode up higher and higher…
"Got it!" Gwen called straining to pull it out from under the backseat.
"You sure?"
"Yes, Kevin, if I can just move it a bit this way then–"
One final yank Gwen lost her balance and toppled backwards, landing square on Kevin's lap with a very undignified Ooof!
"I'm so sorry Kevin!" she cried. "I didn't mean to – ow!" Gwen had gotten her tangled in Kevin's seatbelt. Trashing about attempting to untangle herself.
"Knock it off!" Kevin growled. If she didn't stop with the writhing…
"Well, excuse me!" Gwen huffed. "…if…" twist "…I try to…" push… wriggle… Kevin shut his eyes tight as all the blood rushed south… "be nice and con–" grind "–sider it…" thrash… fidget… "…and – ah – wait! I almost got…" His pants seemed to become impossibly small…gyrate… squirm…
Gwen's rants suddenly came to a halt. So his little dilemma had been noticed.
The abrupt silence in the car was deafening.
Outside the storm still raged on.