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He was honestly the prettiest man she'd ever seen. Not the type of pretty that would make you thnk he's a homosexual, but a pretty that makes you want to just touch him. Not sexually, or anything, but put your hands on him. He was tall, which was kind of a bonus, and everything was proportionate. With Ironhide, his arms were massive to the point where they were out of proportion to his body just a little, and Mr. Lennox' chest was almsot to narrow, but this man... everything was perfectly pieced together. The size of his arm corresponded with his legs muscles, and his neck was the perfect size for his head. Everything fit.
He had dark black hair, and wore regular, everyday jeans that were held up with a belt and belt buckle of a cool looking face, with a white wifebeater tucked into his jeans underneath, and a flannel shirt that wasn't buttoned up. His face was Jessica's favorite part of him. He had stubble along his jawlines and chin, but not hair, and the perfect amount of hair on his head. Not alot, to make him look like a girl, but not lacking so much as to make him look bald or aging.
He had extremely defined muscles, that showed themselves off from under the rolled up sleeves, with just the right amount of hair to make him look manly, but not so much that it was repulsing. He had to be at least twenty six, but couldn't be over thirty.
"Jessica, this is Optimus. He's the head commanding officer over a military faction. Optimus, this is Jessica, Annie's babysitter." Mr Lennox introduced. Optimus nodded at Jessica, and she smiled back
"Hello. Pleasure meeting you." she attempted, and apparently managed, to keep her voice even.
"The pleasure is mine."
Oh sweet Jesus, his voooooiiiicccceeee. It rumbled, and she wondered what it would sound like if- no! She was an innocent girl, who would not fill her mind with bad thoughts!
"Ironhide! Did you see Jessie's Jeep?" Annabelle asked
"I did. It's impressive." Ironhide nodded.
"Yes he is." Annie nodded seriosuly.
"He?" Optimus asked, looking towards Jessica.
"She calles him Darth Vader, and likes to believe it's a man." she explained, "Annie, you ready?"
The little three year old immediately realized what she was talking about, and nodded.
"Where are you going?" Mr Lennox asked
"It's Monday." Annabelle said, as f that would explain everything. When her Daddy continued staring at confusedly, Jessica laughed.
"Monday is ballerina day." she smiled.
"You're a ballerina now?" Ironhide asked.
"Mhm. Every Monday, Jessie drops me off at ballerina class, then takes me for a ride in Mack, then I come home, have a snack, then go to sleep." Annabelle explained, then trotted off to go find her bag.
"Alright, if she calls your Jeep Darth Vader, then who's Ma-" Mr Lennox was interuppted by a bark and a loud laugh, but he continued, "Who's Mack?"
Jessica laughed, "Mack is my Dad's Mack truck. I'm training to be a long distance truck driver."
Realization dawned over his face, and he nodded in understanding, "Do you have your ACZ license yet?" he asked
"Not yet, I have a permit to drive the truck so long as it isn't carrying a load though." she smiled.
Before Mr Lennox could respond, Annabelle bounded down the stairs, carrying a little duffel bag, with Ollie running behind.
"Come on Jessy, let's go!" she cheered, then hopped up on Ollie's back, and the black and white Dane trotted out of the house.
"I'm coming!" she yelled, running to the coffee table to grab her phone, then jogged to the door, "You coming, Mr Lennox?" she asked
"Oh, don't call me that, you can call me Will. But, yeah, we'll tag along." he said.
Jessica held the door open for them, but Optimus didn't exit; instead, he placed a large hand on the door, and she ducked underneath his arm, "Thanks." she smiled.
Annabelle stood by the passenger side of the Jeep, waiting to be let in, with Ollie sitting beside her, his tail wagging back and forth.
Jessica opened the door, let Ollie jump in, then lifted Annabelle into the back seat. The three year old buckled up herself as Jessica rounded the front of her "Darth Vader", pulling herself up into the driver's seat. She slipped the key into the ignition, and listened to the engine start up. Annie squealed when Jessica drove the Jeep over the gravel mound, and a little ways down the front lawn, before sticking to the driveway, turning right as she drove towards town.
She looked in her rear view mirror to se a massive lifted black GMC truck of some kind, and a massive Peterbilt 379, and from what she could see, Longnose, with a custom paint job.
Gorgeous, stupid, freaking, hot ass truck. she thought, turning her eyes back to the road. Ollie gave off a bark, and Annie laughed, petting him down his back as he placed his head on her lap.
"He missed you last week." she told Annie. Ollie was on the receiving end of a dog attack two weeks ago, on Tuesday, and wasn't allowed to leave the house for a week and a half, so he couldn't accompany Jessica to bring Annie to ballet class last week.
Annabelle smiled, and kissed his forehead before Jessica pulled to a stop at a stop sign. She looked both ways, then kept going and the two trucks behind her followed. Finally, we made it into town, and Jessica hopped out. She helped Annabelle get out, and Ollie made a whining sound in the back of his throat as he got locked in. Annabelle waved goodbye to him as Jessica brought her into the studio, holding her little hand.
"There's my little Zvezda." an older, but extremely fit woman, wearing a ballet outfit smiled, hugging Annabelle. Annabelle's ballet instructor was originally born in Serbia, but moved to Bosnia with her parents when she was two, and grew up there until she was twenty some years old. She always called Annabelle her "Star" in her Bosnian.
"I'll be back to pick her up at eight?" Jessica asked
"Thank you, Jessica." she smiled, then turned around.
Will, Ironhide and Optimus had followed her in, but she nodded her head to get them to follow. When they got outside, Will's eyebrows furrowed, "We aren't allowed to watch them?"
"Not the kids under ten. They tend to get distracted, and Ms Zoric can't stand it." Jessica said, and Will nodded.
"So, where are we going?" he asked
"I'm going to pick up the Mack, fill up the tank, maybe take it for a wash." Jessica said, pulling her keys out of her pocket, and Will nodded, getting into Ironhide's truck. She led them to her house, and turned her Jeep off.
The Mack sat on the front lawn, in all it's big, black glory. She pulled the key out of the Jeep's ignition, moving the seat forward so Ollie could hop out. He trotted through his massive doggy door. She walked up to the house, dropped her keys in the key bowl, then picked up the Mack's keys from their hook.
"Dad! I'm taking the Mack out." she yelled into the house.
"Alright! Don't die!" he yelled out from somewhere in the house, probably from his work office - he injured his back in a massive motorcycle accident three years ago, and was forced to tele-work since then.
"I won't, thanks for the vote of confidence!" she yelled back, smiling.
"Wouldn't be your Dad without it!"
She laughed at his response, and closed the screen door behind herself. Ollie was sitting on the couch, which leaned against the giant front window, watching as she walked over to the big truck, and opened it's door. Just as she rolled the driver's side window down from inside, the screen door was yanked open, and her Mom stood at the door.
"Jessica, if you come back with a missing ligament, or a dented truck, you'll be grounded for the rest of your life!" her Mother yelled.
"Love you too, Mom!" she shouted, turning the ignition. The engine growled as it started up, and she pulled on the air horn. The deep honk rang through the wheat field across from their house, causing the dogs a few hundred feet down the road to bark. She turned the truck off the lawn, but let Ironhide's truck pass so he was out front. Obviously, Will was either driving, or telling Ironhide where the tractor gas station was.
They pulled into the gas station, and Jessica made sure the truck was aligned before getting out. She opened the gas tank, picked up the nozzle, and flipped the switch on, and waited, leaning against the truck until it was more than likely full. She paid with her Dad's credit card that was only used for gas, then closed everything, got back in, and followed Ironhide's truck, which looked tiny from up in the Mack, down the road. Optimus drove behind her, and she could see his truck's flames in her driver's side mirror.
Annabelle sat in the passenger's side of the Mack, he fake tutu puffing up with the duffel bag in between them Annie always got jealous because Jessica's seat moved up and down in accordance to the bumps on the road, but the bench didn't.
They were headed for Annie's home, and Jessica could see the blonde forcing her little blue eyes to stay open. It was eight thirty, she was normally asleep by now.
Jessica pulled into the drive way, parking off to the side instead of in the driveway, and picked Annabelle up in her arms. She kicked her door open, handing Annabelle over to Will, then reaching back in and grabbing the duffel bag before closing the door. Will walked inside with his daughter, and Jessica locked the door to the Mack. She started walking up to the door, but when she saw Optimus holding it open, waiting for her, she began jogging. She thanked him as she passed, and heard him close the door as she placed the bag on the kitchen floor.
She landed on the couch with a huff, letting her legs fly up, and then land loudly on the floor, before pulling her shoes off to reveal her Legend of Zelda ankle socks. She loved Legend of Zelda. She was seventeen when she decided to get a Legend of Zelda tattoo on her thigh, and loved showing it off by wearing shorts. When she was fifteen, she purchased a air of white Vans, and had one of her artist friends fill them with Legend Of Zelda stuff.
She outgrew them last year, and meant to by another white pair, but wound up buying a dark grey pair instead. She wore them all the time, they were her favorite. Will came down the stairs, and Jessica looked over the back of the couch, following him as he sat on the couch, next to her.
"She pass out?" Jess asked with a smile.
"As soon as she got under the blankets." she said. Ironhide sat next to Will, and Optimus flopped down next to Jessica as she propped her feet up on the coffee table. Will picked up the remote to turn the TV on, and Jessica let her head fall on to the back of the couch when it was just the news with a groan.
"Change it!" she begged, and Will laughed, but changed it anyways. She sunk further down the couch, then watched whatever Will was watching. Eventually, she scooted up and reached behind the couch to grab the pillow and blanket she was going to use that night. She spread the blanket over her legs, plopped the pillow on a lap and placed her head on it, then closed her eyes to fall asleep.
There you have it! Chapter 2, hope you enjoyed!