Jessie sat in front of the mirror, applying on the deep red lip gloss with a steady hand. Usually, she didn't wear this much makeup, in fact, usually the only form of makeup she put on in the morning was chapstick. But now as she looked in the mirror, her face was more painted up than it had been in a long time. She had black eyeliner outlining her eyes, making them look even bigger. On the lids, a brown shadow with golden flecks had been smoothed on, and Mascara had been applied, making her lashes curl up almost to her eyebrows, framing her emerald iris's.

Her eyes scanned her face in the mirror, hoping she hadn't over done it. Why am I gettin' so dolled up anyhow? It's just Buzz, just space boy. As if the universe wanted to offer her an answer, she heard the soft roar of his chevy rolling up to her house. Suddenly, it was like butterflies were having a NASCAR race in her stomach. Her eyes darted to the door, making sure Abigail didn't burst into the room, prepared to fight her daughter tooth and nail to prevent her going out with the city boy.

When there knob didn't turn, Jessie grabbed her old signature pair of boots, sliding her feet quickly into them. She started for the window, but halted taking a quick look at herself; Tight, black jeans, a blue tank top with a black leather vest over it, the neckline of the vest scooping below her breasts, buttoning up and stopping about an inch below where her bellybutton lay beneath the tank top. She scrunched her wavy red hair one last time before she quickly headed over to her window.

She opened it, letting the cool night air hit her for a second before she lifted her left leg out the window, securing it onto a tree branch. She was about to ease the rest of her body out when she seemed to remember something; reaching out onto the nearby drawer, she picked up a black ten-gallon hat. She wouldn't be wearing it now, but she knew she'd regret it if she didn't have it for later on tonight. Then she eased the rest of her body out the window, and onto the tree.

Buzz sat in his truck, the engine purring outside of the ranch. He watched as Jessie climbed down the tree, maneuvering carefully. His blue eyes studied her face, watching how it twisted up in concentration, a soft smile on her face. Those eyes he loved shining with confidence. There was one time where her footing slipped, and she hung from the branch for a moment. Buzz was about to run out of the car and go to her aid, when she quickly found her balance again, smirking to herself and laughing. He let out an involuntary sigh, admiring the red head as she obliviously made her way down the tree, completely unaware of Buzz admiring her from afar.

"whoo..close one… " Jessie laughed as she landed on the grass, smiling to herself. She started towards the chevy, an excited bounce to her step.

She couldn't deny she developed…some feelings for the shy teenage boy, who wouldn't? For one, he was gorgeous. He was naturally muscular, he didn't have to try that hard like all the other guys around Everdeen; he just had that muscular build. His hair was adorable, short, the color of peanut butter, messy- yet neat. And those eyes- dear lord. A lot of boys Jessie knew had blue eyes- but not..not this shade of blue. It was some..weird light color Jessie had never seen before. They were gorgeous.

Also- he was just adorable. He had trouble forming sentences it seemed, stuttering, mixing up words. Jessie absolutely adored it. And even when he wasn't stuttering, he had this..presence about him. He was sweet, kind, unsure. He was..perfect. He didn't seem to have a single mean bone in his body. Not one. He was smart, charming, why did everyone hate him? There was absolutely..no reason to. At all.

Cuz he 'aint from around here... Jessie growled under her breath, her pace becoming a bit faster as she headed towards the truck. Stupid. The whole damn thing is stupid. So we're supposed to hate everybody that isn't born and raised in this fucking hell hole? Everybody in this goddamn place is ignorant. You'd think we were livin' back in the 50's when everybody was done segregated. Just cuz he's diff-

Wait.

..Why is it lighter out here?

Jessie looked back at her house and saw the top left window, the window of her mothers room, had been lit up. Abigail was awake. Jessie didn't take the time to look back to see if she'd try to go check in on her, or if the door of the house would burst open with the middle aged red head chasing after her. She just took off in a sprint towards Buzz's truck, not daring to look back.

Jessie almost slammed into the chevy, her body heaving against it as she frantically squeezed the handle and jumped in, slamming the door behind her. Buzz looked out frantically- his breaths beginning to become rapid and shallow. This is why he never broke the rules! His eyes frantically scanning around the premises as he spoke, his voice on the edge of panic."J-Jessie-M-maybe we should just f-"

"Drive!"

Jessie yelled at him from her seat, looking at him with wild shifting eyes. She looked back over her shoulder at the glowing golden square in the distance. Buzz stared at her, his mouth slightly ajar. "I-I-What?"

"Jesus fucking Christ- DRIVE!" Without warning, She stretched out her leg and slammed her foot on the accelerator pad. The subtle purr of the engine rose into a roar. The truck lunged forward, swerving around the once quiet dirt road, leaving a cloud of Dust peacefully swirling around behind it; contradicting the chaos that the 1945 chevy pick up ripping through the night.

"Yeeehaw!" Jessie yelled out with a laugh. The wind coming from the open window rushed through her hair, whipping it wildly around her face. She was riding the wave of adrenaline that coursed through her as they tore through the country roads at the suicidal speed she had forced the truck to.

Buzz wasn't enjoying the ride quite as much.

His eyes had grown to the size of Jessie's own eyes (which was fairly large), all the color flushed from his face. "Mother- for the love of Hayley's Comet!" He reached for the steering wheel frantically, gripping it until his knuckles went white. He had gently yet quickly kicked Jessie's foot off the gas and pressed on the break, trying to get the truck back under control.

Finally, it swerved to the edge of the road and the two jolted forward as the car came to a sudden halt. He lifted his shakey hands off the steering wheel. Breathing hard, he looked over to Jessie, his voice containing a hint of anger- but most of it was shock and fear. "Jesus Jessie…Are you out of your God damn mind?"

Jessie chuckled a bit and winked at Buzz. "Relax space boy- I was just tryin' to get away from the house before Mama could see your truck, which is a fuckin' beautiful truck by the way." Jessie looked around her and rubbed the seat and grinned up at Buzz, only to find him staring at her, showing he was less than amused. She let out a sigh and looked at Buzz

"Alright, alright, I shouldn't have gone so fast…I'm sorry…" Jessie tilted her head and stuck out her bottom lip in a playful pout, "C'mon Buzzie boy- won't ya forgive a poor sinner? I know not what I do!" Buzz looked at the redhead, and the way she smiled up at him, the way she fooled around with him and how cute her accent sounded- the little anger Buzz held melted away, and he smiled softly.

"Y-yea..it's fine. Just-Let's not do that again okay?" he smiled sheepishly at Jessie, who perked up and laughed a bit. Buzz grinned as he turned the key in the ignition once again, his heart fluttering in his chest as Jessie nodded enthusiastically, "You got yourself a deal space boy!" And the car roared back to life, and continued down the road at a decent speed.

"So uh- I don't know the area that well so, you'll be our- guide you can say for the night- show me around?" He glanced over at Jessie, a slight blush heating up in his cheeks. Jessie grinned and nodded. "I'm glad ya said that- I already had a plan for us."

"Oh really?" Buzz chuckled and prepared to turn into Main Street when Jessie's voice interrupted him. "Hey- whaddya think you're doin'? Not here!" Buzz quickly put on his breaks and looked over at Jessie curiously, raising a brow.

"Not here? …But this is Main Street…" Jessie smirked over at him. "Who said we were gonna do anything in town? All ya got there is borin' old Diner food. C'mon. We're goin' a bit farther down for Dinner."

Obeying her command, Buzz backed out of the previous path he was headed, and continued down the dirt road. As he drove he took another glance at Jessie, and he could help but smile out of excitement and of nervousness. Just by looking at her he knew that the night was going to be very different from what he had prepared for.