Yet again, Hay25, thanks for replying. How'd you know Zack was going to
show up? Well I guess that Matt said so is a good enough reason. But hey
you'll find out on the next chapter but here's chappy six and you'll just
have to deal until I see you or someone else has replied.sorry to do that
but I like my reviews. Anyways I'll stop yapping and start posting.
Lydecker Plural
Part Six
(2016)
I fed Camouflage some milk and went over to the couch to sit down. I sighed. I wondered what I should do now that I couldn't go back to sleep so I went over to my refrigerator, opened up the freezer half and got an ice pack on the side of my face Matt had kicked. I walked over to the bathroom, then looked into the mirror. My heart dropped.
"Man I hope this back eye heals." I said to no one.
Camouflage jumped up onto the counter and brushed up against my hand. She meowed and looked up at me with big amber eyes.
"What?"
She meowed again and jumped off the counter, I followed her. She led me over to the front door. I opened it. She looked out side then stepped out side sniffing around. Another meow. She looked up at me again, and then I got her clue.
"He's gone, don't worry though he'll be back later." I told her and again she meowed at me, then strutted lazily back inside. I rolled my eyes.
I walked over to my old beat up boom box, and put in an Enya CD in. It was the old 2000 track called 'A Day without Rain'. After I changed my cloths (blue faded jeans and a old black T-shirt with a picture of a marijuana leaf on it-get this straight: I don't smoke) I popped my neck and went to lie down on the couch. I pressed the ice pack onto my face and listened to her relaxing music.
At about 7:00 someone knocked on my door. By that time I had cleaned up the mess Matt and I had made during our fight. I opened the door and there was Ella standing there with a bright smile on her face. She saw the side of my face and quite smiling.
"What happened?" she asked me.
"Nothing-"
"What do you mean nothing!?"
"Don't worry about it." I said starting to get annoyed from her questions. She knew I knew all the martial arts but she didn't know that I knew how to jump onto the roof of my house of how to dodge a speeding bullet without getting hit.
"After Alex left some guy came in and tried to rip me off. But I stopped him, and don't worry, he was in worse condition than I'm in now; and in a few days I'll be all good and ready to go." I lied-or at least about the part were some 'guy' tried to rip me off-or hat least half of it.
"Okay but really, you should go and see a doctor for a concussion or something."
"Don't worry about it." I repeated.
Ella walked in to have a seat, she looked around. "Wow, you cleaned the crib up pretty nicely."
"Yeah, I work pretty quickly." I said distantly, you see Camouflage came out of my room and fluffed her fur up to look big when she saw that Ella was here.
"Oh hold on Ella, Cammo wants to go outside." I walked over, picked her up and carried her over to the door. I opened it and she strolled out. I turned back to Ella.
"Dam, girl, how the he** do you know what that cat wants? Especially when she hates everyone but you?"
I smiled, "not true, she likes one other person. Besides I bet ya it's some kind of genetic gene thing or something." I said with a shrug.
"Who? 'Cause if it aint' the Cat in the hat I'm gonna have to show it a thing or two."
I laughed, "No one is touching my little baby." I thought a second then added, "Cause suga', I bring a new meaning to the term 'cat fight'." She laughed, adding a few snorts here and there.
"Hey, you wanna come and grab a bite to eat then we can go over by the river and just hang out?"
"Yeah okay, let me get my bike out of the garage." I said grabbing my keys and my leather jacket, and went out to the garage. I took the bike cover off and opened the garage door. I heard her lock the door, close it and run next door to her home. I rolled my ZX-6 outside. I walked over to the garage door and pulled it down, then locked it up. I walked over to the front door with, grabbed my pen and paper, and wrote:
'I'm down at the river by Penn Road'.
Just in case someone wanted to stop by to talk to me.
I saw Ella roll out around the corner on her florescent green Kawasaki 350. I walked over to my ride, straddled it, put the key in and let her roar to life.
Ella pulled away from the curb and I followed her down 11th street. We passed Kincad Street and road down to a small store called 'Lincoln Grocery'. When all was clear we turned left and road down Lincoln hill. Ella and I stopped at the end of the hill and waited for the red light to turn green. Once it did I road right under the bridge and went straight until the first vandalized stop sign then we turned left and stopped in front of a small café.
I parked, turned it off and walked inside closely followed by Ella. I swear every guy turned to look up at the "hot super model girls" entering the room-despite my horrific wounds on my face. I winked at one and I would have sworn that this forty-year old man almost fell out of his seat. I held in the giggles.
I went up to the counter guy. "Yeah... Hello? Ah I'd like two BLTs." For some reason kept on looking down at my chest rather than my face. I hated it when guys remind me that I was perfect in every way possible.
"Huh? Oh here you are." He said handing me two BLTs but even though I was sitting there with change in my hand rubbing it in his face, he still wouldn't look at *me* rather than my breasts long enough to realize I hadn't paid yet. Fed up I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him so close to my face he didn't have enough room to glance at my "distractions".
I looked him deep in his eyes, "Do you want your money or am I gonna end up as a wanted criminal for stealing a sandwich?" I said purposefully sending off the certain vibe that said 'don't mess with me'.
"N-n-No. Your total is 4.50, have a nice day."
"You too." I handed him the money and walked over to an empty table. I handed Ella her sandwich and began to eat.
"So how was it last night?" she asked talking a big bite.
"Well that is none of your business." I said wanting to avoid the "Matt" conversation she didn't know about. She didn't force me to say anything. Instead she started on why the government was such a 'screw over'.
After our breakfast (she had finished the government topic) we road off toward the river, the part of it by Penn Road. We were cruising at about five miles per hour on an old gravel road. At the end of it right before an old 'Potato Company' we went left and continued on.
People had used to go fishing here before the pulse, but now there were old trucks and fishing stuff no one used any more. I took my bike off onto another trail that was meant for walking but I ignored the signs that were posted to several trees. There was a small cabin or something at the end missing a wall, I went right on in and parked there. Ella parked beside me.
"What are we doing here?" she asked taking off her helmet.
"About every weekend I come here and I found an old rusty go-cart, and because I'm a mechanic I fixed it to look all pretty." I explained, walking into another room.
The room I was in contained my go-cart. It had a fresh coat of paint (red) with finish. Using my super strength I grabbed onto the flip cage and wheeled it out of the door-less doorframe. Ella had found her way out of the cabin and was waiting for me.
"Wow." Was all Ella said.
I had arranged the size of it so it could fit two overly grown adults in it. The pedals were further away from the seat so I could fit my long legs into it without getting cramps. The seats could move back or forth to fit the person's length; I had also added extra padding in the seats.
"Common in let's take it for a test drive!" I invited her. Almost immediately she got in and buckled her seat belt.
"You did a good job on it." She said through her helmet
"Thanks...you should have seen the condition it was in when I found it." I put the key in and listened to it talk to me, (it sounded like a chain saw) before I hit the gas.
WHOOSH!
We went forward like a bullet. I road down the trail and when I reached the end I started to hit all the mud puddles from the last rain.
"HOLY FOCKING SHEEP SHNIT!" Ella yelled when I went through a particularly deep and cold puddle. I swiftly turned the wheel and went up the dike, and when I got to the top I turned down toward the river.
CRASH! I flipped the go-cart!
"AHHHH!" Ella screamed.
"OH SHNIT!" I yelled as she screamed. 'Oops.' I thought as we came to a stop. We were upside down. "You okay?" I asked propped up on one of my hands, with the other I was unbuckling myself.
She nodded, "Am I still alive?"
I laughed, "Yeah, I wouldn't let you die. Common get out." I flipped myself up right again. "You need some help?"
She nodded, "Uh-huh." It was more of a squeak then her voice.
I unbuckled her and carefully helped her up. She got out and stood up. "You sure you don' have brain damage...well any wayz that was one H*ll of a ride!" she yelled out.
I laughed, and flipped the cart over.
"Woah someone eats their spinach." Ella said very surprised that I could lift so much weight.
"I work out remember?" I said quickly covering up my mistake. I climbed in the go-cart once more. "You gonna get in or what?" I asked. Ella hesitated before she climbed in.
"But this time try not to flip it."
"Deal." I said and started to roll through the puddles once more.
A little bit later a big seaplane swooped down by us to land on the river. I followed it with my gaze; Ella had looked too. When I looked in front of me I slammed on the brakes. Ella would have flown through the window if it weren't for her seat belt-and had there been a window for her to fly through.
Ella breathed deeply. I got out, "Matt, gosh don't scare me like that!" that's when I saw the tall blonde guy standing right beside him.
Lydecker Plural
Part Six
(2016)
I fed Camouflage some milk and went over to the couch to sit down. I sighed. I wondered what I should do now that I couldn't go back to sleep so I went over to my refrigerator, opened up the freezer half and got an ice pack on the side of my face Matt had kicked. I walked over to the bathroom, then looked into the mirror. My heart dropped.
"Man I hope this back eye heals." I said to no one.
Camouflage jumped up onto the counter and brushed up against my hand. She meowed and looked up at me with big amber eyes.
"What?"
She meowed again and jumped off the counter, I followed her. She led me over to the front door. I opened it. She looked out side then stepped out side sniffing around. Another meow. She looked up at me again, and then I got her clue.
"He's gone, don't worry though he'll be back later." I told her and again she meowed at me, then strutted lazily back inside. I rolled my eyes.
I walked over to my old beat up boom box, and put in an Enya CD in. It was the old 2000 track called 'A Day without Rain'. After I changed my cloths (blue faded jeans and a old black T-shirt with a picture of a marijuana leaf on it-get this straight: I don't smoke) I popped my neck and went to lie down on the couch. I pressed the ice pack onto my face and listened to her relaxing music.
At about 7:00 someone knocked on my door. By that time I had cleaned up the mess Matt and I had made during our fight. I opened the door and there was Ella standing there with a bright smile on her face. She saw the side of my face and quite smiling.
"What happened?" she asked me.
"Nothing-"
"What do you mean nothing!?"
"Don't worry about it." I said starting to get annoyed from her questions. She knew I knew all the martial arts but she didn't know that I knew how to jump onto the roof of my house of how to dodge a speeding bullet without getting hit.
"After Alex left some guy came in and tried to rip me off. But I stopped him, and don't worry, he was in worse condition than I'm in now; and in a few days I'll be all good and ready to go." I lied-or at least about the part were some 'guy' tried to rip me off-or hat least half of it.
"Okay but really, you should go and see a doctor for a concussion or something."
"Don't worry about it." I repeated.
Ella walked in to have a seat, she looked around. "Wow, you cleaned the crib up pretty nicely."
"Yeah, I work pretty quickly." I said distantly, you see Camouflage came out of my room and fluffed her fur up to look big when she saw that Ella was here.
"Oh hold on Ella, Cammo wants to go outside." I walked over, picked her up and carried her over to the door. I opened it and she strolled out. I turned back to Ella.
"Dam, girl, how the he** do you know what that cat wants? Especially when she hates everyone but you?"
I smiled, "not true, she likes one other person. Besides I bet ya it's some kind of genetic gene thing or something." I said with a shrug.
"Who? 'Cause if it aint' the Cat in the hat I'm gonna have to show it a thing or two."
I laughed, "No one is touching my little baby." I thought a second then added, "Cause suga', I bring a new meaning to the term 'cat fight'." She laughed, adding a few snorts here and there.
"Hey, you wanna come and grab a bite to eat then we can go over by the river and just hang out?"
"Yeah okay, let me get my bike out of the garage." I said grabbing my keys and my leather jacket, and went out to the garage. I took the bike cover off and opened the garage door. I heard her lock the door, close it and run next door to her home. I rolled my ZX-6 outside. I walked over to the garage door and pulled it down, then locked it up. I walked over to the front door with, grabbed my pen and paper, and wrote:
'I'm down at the river by Penn Road'.
Just in case someone wanted to stop by to talk to me.
I saw Ella roll out around the corner on her florescent green Kawasaki 350. I walked over to my ride, straddled it, put the key in and let her roar to life.
Ella pulled away from the curb and I followed her down 11th street. We passed Kincad Street and road down to a small store called 'Lincoln Grocery'. When all was clear we turned left and road down Lincoln hill. Ella and I stopped at the end of the hill and waited for the red light to turn green. Once it did I road right under the bridge and went straight until the first vandalized stop sign then we turned left and stopped in front of a small café.
I parked, turned it off and walked inside closely followed by Ella. I swear every guy turned to look up at the "hot super model girls" entering the room-despite my horrific wounds on my face. I winked at one and I would have sworn that this forty-year old man almost fell out of his seat. I held in the giggles.
I went up to the counter guy. "Yeah... Hello? Ah I'd like two BLTs." For some reason kept on looking down at my chest rather than my face. I hated it when guys remind me that I was perfect in every way possible.
"Huh? Oh here you are." He said handing me two BLTs but even though I was sitting there with change in my hand rubbing it in his face, he still wouldn't look at *me* rather than my breasts long enough to realize I hadn't paid yet. Fed up I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him so close to my face he didn't have enough room to glance at my "distractions".
I looked him deep in his eyes, "Do you want your money or am I gonna end up as a wanted criminal for stealing a sandwich?" I said purposefully sending off the certain vibe that said 'don't mess with me'.
"N-n-No. Your total is 4.50, have a nice day."
"You too." I handed him the money and walked over to an empty table. I handed Ella her sandwich and began to eat.
"So how was it last night?" she asked talking a big bite.
"Well that is none of your business." I said wanting to avoid the "Matt" conversation she didn't know about. She didn't force me to say anything. Instead she started on why the government was such a 'screw over'.
After our breakfast (she had finished the government topic) we road off toward the river, the part of it by Penn Road. We were cruising at about five miles per hour on an old gravel road. At the end of it right before an old 'Potato Company' we went left and continued on.
People had used to go fishing here before the pulse, but now there were old trucks and fishing stuff no one used any more. I took my bike off onto another trail that was meant for walking but I ignored the signs that were posted to several trees. There was a small cabin or something at the end missing a wall, I went right on in and parked there. Ella parked beside me.
"What are we doing here?" she asked taking off her helmet.
"About every weekend I come here and I found an old rusty go-cart, and because I'm a mechanic I fixed it to look all pretty." I explained, walking into another room.
The room I was in contained my go-cart. It had a fresh coat of paint (red) with finish. Using my super strength I grabbed onto the flip cage and wheeled it out of the door-less doorframe. Ella had found her way out of the cabin and was waiting for me.
"Wow." Was all Ella said.
I had arranged the size of it so it could fit two overly grown adults in it. The pedals were further away from the seat so I could fit my long legs into it without getting cramps. The seats could move back or forth to fit the person's length; I had also added extra padding in the seats.
"Common in let's take it for a test drive!" I invited her. Almost immediately she got in and buckled her seat belt.
"You did a good job on it." She said through her helmet
"Thanks...you should have seen the condition it was in when I found it." I put the key in and listened to it talk to me, (it sounded like a chain saw) before I hit the gas.
WHOOSH!
We went forward like a bullet. I road down the trail and when I reached the end I started to hit all the mud puddles from the last rain.
"HOLY FOCKING SHEEP SHNIT!" Ella yelled when I went through a particularly deep and cold puddle. I swiftly turned the wheel and went up the dike, and when I got to the top I turned down toward the river.
CRASH! I flipped the go-cart!
"AHHHH!" Ella screamed.
"OH SHNIT!" I yelled as she screamed. 'Oops.' I thought as we came to a stop. We were upside down. "You okay?" I asked propped up on one of my hands, with the other I was unbuckling myself.
She nodded, "Am I still alive?"
I laughed, "Yeah, I wouldn't let you die. Common get out." I flipped myself up right again. "You need some help?"
She nodded, "Uh-huh." It was more of a squeak then her voice.
I unbuckled her and carefully helped her up. She got out and stood up. "You sure you don' have brain damage...well any wayz that was one H*ll of a ride!" she yelled out.
I laughed, and flipped the cart over.
"Woah someone eats their spinach." Ella said very surprised that I could lift so much weight.
"I work out remember?" I said quickly covering up my mistake. I climbed in the go-cart once more. "You gonna get in or what?" I asked. Ella hesitated before she climbed in.
"But this time try not to flip it."
"Deal." I said and started to roll through the puddles once more.
A little bit later a big seaplane swooped down by us to land on the river. I followed it with my gaze; Ella had looked too. When I looked in front of me I slammed on the brakes. Ella would have flown through the window if it weren't for her seat belt-and had there been a window for her to fly through.
Ella breathed deeply. I got out, "Matt, gosh don't scare me like that!" that's when I saw the tall blonde guy standing right beside him.