Note: Alright I'm looking for ideas for things Eleanor should experience. I'm already doing the major things; School, First relationship (Romantic, and friendly), Marriage, Pregnancy (Maybe haven't decided for sure), and Jack's funeral (Probably going to be final chapter, IDK) So anything else that can be used to give more content to the story would be great. *All credit will be given* Thank you for your time, enjoy the chapter.
DRIVING
"Good luck, Ele!" The five juvenile girls called after her in unison, as she nervously left the sturdy mansion.
Jack watched her from the passenger seat of his 1964 ebony, Ford Fairlane, as she popped open the door, and slipped into the driver's seat.
"Ok, first things first," Jack stated, "Put on your seatbelt." He pointed to the vinyl belt dangling next to her head. She pulled it over, and attempted to click it into place.
After a few amusing moments of trial, and error, Jack took the offending piece of metal, and fit it into the socket like a puzzle. Her cheeks flushed from embarrassment as she took the keys from Jack's outstretched hand. "Put the key in the ignition, and turn it to the right to start it."
This she was able to do with little problem. "Now, check the outside mirrors to ensure you can see one rear wheel in both mirrors.
She adjusted the driver side mirror accordingly, the passenger side was already perfect. "Now, the rear-view mirror." He pointed to the mirror, "Make sure you can see out the rear window clearly, when you look at it." She moved it slightly, and nodded.
"Ok, now you have a clutch, the peddle on the far left of the floor board, a brake peddle in the middle, and the gas pedal on the right. Now over here." he said, pointing to the shifter, "You have your shifter. You have five gears. First, Second, Third, Fourth, Fifth. Then there is reverse, and neutral."
He instructed her on how it worked, and then had her try it. "Ok, now I want you to shift it into reverse, and slowly pull out of the driveway. Like I showed you." "Alright," She gulped.
Jack wore a bemused expression as he watched Eleanor guide the car out of the driveway slowly, VERY slowly.
Once the car was safely on the road she released a huff of breath, Success!, She thought. "Good, push in the clutch, and shift into first, but do not release the clutch."
She did as told, "Now, carefully apply pressure to the gas pedal, and at the same time gently release the clutch." She managed, the car screeched at her when she released the clutch a bit quickly, but it did not stall.
Traveling five miles per hour down the street she was happy. "Good job, get it up to about fifth-teen, and switch too second."
Once again she felt relieved when she succeeded.
Soon though, she began to feel the car begging for more it wanted to go faster, needed to go faster. She began speeding up, and shifting without instruction.
She felt good, powerful. She liked it. "Eleanor! Slow down! Slow down!" Jack was practically yelling. Even when the words reached her they were far off. "Eleanor! Eleanor!... Eleanor... Eleanor..."
*FLASHBACK*
"Eleanor! That is not the way a young lady should act!" Her mother shouted. The young Eleanor had seen a beautiful flower in one of Arcadia's plant shoppes, but
when she asked her mother for it, She told her she was not ready for the kind of responsibility keeping a plant alive entailed. So the young girl did what every four
year old did. She threw a tantrum, screaming, crying, the whole nine yards. She went without dinner that night. Her mother had told her she had great plans for her,
and she had to learn how to listen. She never threw a tantrum again, not in front of her mother anyways.
*END FLASHBACK*
"ELEANOR! SLOW DOWN!" Jack was screaming now. She was forced out of her memories, and back into the present. Then she realized how fast she was going, and began to panic.
"What do I do!" She shouted. "The BRAKES, USE THEM." Jack immediately regretted not explaining how to properly apply the brakes.
Instinctively she had slammed her foot down. The Fairlane veered left so dramaticly Eleanor was sure it would flip, but something prevented it from doing so.
Once the mechanical beast ceased its chaotic swerving Eleanor forced the door open, and made a break for the highway median, where she tasted her breakfast for the second time that morning.
Jack was resting his head on the dashboard when she made it back to the offending vehicle. "I'm so so sorry." She apologized.
Jack rose with a small grin on his face, "I am not going to be able to quit splicing as long as your around am I?" He revealed his left hand which beheld the effects of the telekinesis plasmid.
"You stopped this demon car from flipping?" He chuckled, and nodded, "Does that mean you want me to drive back?" He asked. "No I think I can do it." "Fine, but be careful. Please."
The duo arrived safe, and sound back at the cozy mansion. Both of them breathed a sigh of relief, after they removed themselves from the Fairlane. They
were waiting at the door for the girls to unlock it when a distinct creaking sound reached Eleanor's ears. "What's that noise?" She questioned.
Jack shrugged, and glanced around. Then he hung his head in shame. "What? What's wrong?" She asked worriedly. "I forgot to teach you about the parking brake." He mumbled.
"Huh?" She looked in the direction of the driveway, and cringed. The Fairlane had rolled out onto the street, and into a neighboring mailbox.
The ex-big sister decided to hang her head in shame as well.