This one-shot is for no one. I hope you like it. :)
Riker wiped his forehead as the sun blazed down on him. There was nothing worse than trying to sell things on a hot day. He looked around the little town. It was dead, no one wanting to be out in the dry southern California heat. Riker got out his sack lunch, and pulled out a bag of chips. He had just put one in his mouth when he saw a car coming down the road. He frowned the car looked so out of place around here. It was a city car, obviously L.A or the surrounding area.
The car slowed down, and Riker tried not to gape at the gorgeous boy behind the wheel. He looked like he could be a model or an actor, which he probably was.
"Hi." the boy said, smiling at Riker. He had a gorgeous smile.
"I'm looking for the interstate? I kind of got turned around." he said, blushing slightly.
Riker smiled, the boy was cute when he blushed.
"Drive straight a head, there's a little store up there, you've gotta stop and ask Mrs. Lynch for some tea, then a left will get you to the interstate..." Riker was feeling rather bold so he said, "But a right will bring you right back here to me."
The boy smiled, "Thanks. I'm Ross by the way."
"Riker." Riker said, smiling.
"Well, thanks Riker." Ross said.
"No problem." Riker said. Ross waved, and drove off down the road. Riker watched him go with a sigh. He'd probably never see the boy again. He sighed, and sat back down on the tailgate.
Ross pulled into the parking lot of the little store that Riker mentioned.
"Hello?" he asked, opening the door.
"Hello!" a woman said from behind the counter.
"Are you Mrs. Lynch?" Ross asked.
"I am indeed." she said.
"I was told that you have the best tea." Ross said, smiling.
"You must've met my son, must be." Mrs. Lynch said smiling.
"If your son happens to be Riker then yes I did." Ross said, still smiling.
"He's such a sweet boy." Mrs. Lynch said, moving to make the tea. "He stays here for me you know. His dream is to go off and get a job in Hollywood, but he stays to take care of me."
"That's very sweet of him." Ross said.
"I wish someone would just come in and whisk him away though. He doesn't need to stay here." she said, stirring the glass of tea. "Your just the type that could take him away from all this."
Ross blushed, "Well, thank-you for the compliment."
"One date wouldn't hurt would it?" Stormie asked, looking at Ross.
"I don't know." Ross said, still blushing.
"Well, if you like him. Take the right." Stormie said, handing Ross the tea. He reached for his wallet. "Oh, no on the house honey." she said, smiling.
"Thank-you." Ross said. He ran back out to his car. He climbed in and pulled out of theparking lot. He drove until the road split. Which way now left...or right?
Riker took a bite of another chip. He heard a rumbling sound and looked down the road. He saw a car. He blinked once, twice, but it remained. Ross' car coming toward him. He jumped off the tailgate as the car pulled to a stop.
"What are you doing here?" he asked shocked.
"Well, you said a right would being me right back to you." Ross said, shyly. "And I was wondering...would you like to go on a date?"
Riker's jaw dropped in shock. "Are you serious?" Ross nodded, "Yes!" Riker said, "I'd love too."
Ross smiled, "Great. Hop in." Riker smiled, and ran around to the other side of the car, and they drove off into the sunset.
This is based on the song Good Directions by Billy Currington.
I know this one was a bit choppy, but please no hate. I've really been trying hard to get all the requests done. But I've had a lot going on lately. I am working on them though I promise. ~Blackbird