Blackwell Parking lot, Chloe's Truck April 23rd, 2013

'Fucking hell it's hot...'

Then again this was nothing new, it had been incredibly hot all month. It's barely a month into summer and I wish it was over already. It's not that I hate summer or anything thing; it's just I'm much more of a fall person. Although winter has it's charm to, hot coco, snowball fights, Christmas, and some other crap too. Fuck me I'm bored, where the hell is Max anyway? she's the one who told me to met her here. I've been roasting in this rust bucket for 15 minutes now. I'm so using this against her next time I'm late for something.

I pull out my phone from my pocket and shoot Max a quick 'Where the hell are you?' text; then toss my phone on the seat next to me.

'Fuck it; might as well turn on some music while I'm waiting.'

I reach over to the ancient stereo/cassette combination and flick on the radio, surfing through static until I land a mostly clear station.

"It's a record high 35 degrees fahrenheit here in lovely Arcadia Bay today, and it doesn't look like it going to cool down anytime soon. So head for the beach and bring along a few cold ones, were in it for the long haul folks."

Yeah easy for you to say, you're probably in some cushy studio with air conditions and cold beer while the rest of us melt out here.

"Now for some hot tunes to cool you down, Here's Cherry Pie by Warrant."

Hot tunes to what? That doesn't even make any sense. I think all that air conditioning is freezing that guys last few brain cells. The 80's rock song fills the cabin of the truck as I leaned back in the worn seat and space out. I look around the nearly empty parking lot, nothing really capturing my attention, grass, sky, graffiti littered brick walls.

I smile as I see some of my old work there 'Hm, looks like I missed a spot or two.'

I'm so out of it I barely register the school bell ring followed by the flood of students slowly filing out of their brick prison. I scan the crowd to see if I can spot Max; but there's to many people in the courtyard to make anything out.

'She better hurry her ass up, cause mine is starting to melt.'

The crowd dwindles after a few minutes and I try again to spot the hippie. No sign of her but there is a really cute girl talking to... shit what's his name again? Waldo, Winston, Warren? Yeah that last one sounds right. Anyway back to the girl, damn she's cute, well I can only see her back so far but it's a nice back. From what I can see she has short hair with a side bang, black t-shirt, really short shorts, and finally some worn red converse to tie it all together. She must be new here; then again how would I know. Poor Warren he's way out of his league with this girl.

'At least he's moved on from Max. Finally... thought he'd never take the hint.'

Just as I finish my thought the girl ends her conversation with nerd boy and starts heading towards the parking lot. As the she gets closer I can slowly start to make out her facial features; blue eyes, pale skin and freckles... Fuck!

Before I can finish that thought; the passenger side door opens up and a familiar voice apologizes for being late. I watch as she slides into the truck and closes the door behind her, eyeing her up the whole time. She looks over at me and smile, I smile back... or at least that's what I told my brain to do. I can't bring myself to stop staring.

'Careful price, your gay is showing.'

"So what do you think?" she runs her hand through newly cut hair and flips the long bangs to the side, my heart stops for a second.

'Quick she asked us a question, say something!'

"Pretty...Nice!... it's pretty nice."

'Smooth price as usual... you going to tell her what a nice Rachel were having today as well?'

Max's lets out a light laugh and responds "Thanks, I was a little nervous about getting it cut this short but everyone seems to like it."

How could they not? Warren certainly seems to think so... It seems I'm going to have few words with him after all.

"Don't worry about it, you look awesome. Bet you'll be beating off Blackwell bros with a stick now."

'Great, more nose's to break. Just what I needed.'

Max's pale skin turns a light shade of pink, she smiles and tucks a stray lock of hair behind her ear

"Thanks..."

The truck goes quite after that, the radio plays quietly in the background filling the silence. Max eventually speaks up "So, we heading to the Two Whales? I need that sweet air conditioning and if I get any warmer than this I'll end up sweating through my clothes again."

My face heats up a little more as a few different, not so pure thoughts enter my mind. I push the thoughts to the back of my brain for now.

'I'll deal with them later; that didn't sound right... fuck me.'

I smile at her "Sure, lets get out of here. There's a bacon cheese burger that's been call my name all day."

I twist the keys in the ignition and ol' rusty springs to life, I pull out of the parking lot and speed off towards the diner. Keeping my eyes on the road proves to hard today; but I manage to make it to the Two Whales in one piece.

I park the truck and shut off the engine "Here we are."

"Yes, Finally!" Max takes off her seat belt and hops out of the truck, stopping momentarily when the heat hits her again.

"Fuck it's hot..."

I resist the urge to say 'Yes, yes you are' But just barely. Max looks over at me, setting her bangs loose in the process.

"You coming?" she says sweetly as she pushes the loose hair back behind her ear.

I know what she means but damn... my brain is not in a good place right now. I nod dumbly and silently get out of the truck and follow the brunette into the diner. I can't keep myself from staring this time.

'Fucking hell she looks hot... but then again that's nothing really new. Fuck my life'