Claire let a soft smile graze her face as she looked at John leaning against her car. So many memories and feelings come rushing back. It was like they were in high school again, and John coming over to sneak in late at night.Claire walked over and pulled out John's Zippo lighter he gave her when she started smoking, senior year. He told her that if she was gonna be a smoker, than she needed a true smoker's lighter. If she was gonna kill herself with cigarettes, she was gonna have the right equipment to do so.
She lit his cigarette hanging out of his mouth with a smile and a shake of her head. She, than, took it out of his mouth and took a drag, herself. John shook his head and pulled out another cigarette and then pulled out his own zippo.Claire looked at it and smiled. She took it outta his hand and smiled to herself as she saw it was the same one she bought him for his birthday. On one side it was ingraved with the date that all 5 of them became friends in detention. And on the other side there was ingraved, a set of cherries.
"I can't believe you still have his." Claire said, letting a small chuckle escape her lips.
"Same reason you still have yours." John said, looking her in the eye. Claire smiled up at John and shook her head. "And if I remember correctly, it also came with a killer lap dance, followed by"
"John!" Yelled Claire as she raised her eyebrows at him in shock that he would bring that night up. But, what would she expect. She was talking to John Bender. He always brought up the wrong things at the wrong time.
"Oh, come on!" John laughed. "I could never forget that night..." John said as his eyes got soft and looked into Claire's eyes. She would never be able to forget that night either. It was the night she first slept with John. It was the night she gave up her virginity to John. She blushed as she shook her head, remembering every detail.
Claire booked the best room at the fanciest motel around. Of course, she got busted when her dad saw the credit card bill. But Claire, being Claire, she said that her and Allison wanted a small vacation. The room was decorated in candles and rose petals everywhere. Not John's style, but it fit the mood, and intentions, of the night. Half a bottle of wine and about an hour make-out session, Claire and John finally slept together.
"That was a killer night." John said, interupting Claire's memory. Then, they both stood there, in silence, numberous thoughts running through both of their minds. "Come on," He said, taking Claire by the hand and leading her towards the back of her car. Parked there was a motorcycle. "I wanna show you something." John said walking over and getting on the bike, starting it up. Claire stood there and shook her head. She wasn't gonna get on that bike, it being this cold, no jacket, and with Bender of all people.
John smiled at Claire, winked and then motioned for her to come on. She sighed. She could never say "no" to that boy. He had, and still does, have such a certain power over her.
Claire ran over to the bike, got on, and wrapped her arms around John's waist. John laughed and then handed her his leather jacket.
"Hang on, Princess." John called over his shoulder. He kicked up the break and sped out of the parking lot.