Tuesday
Jenny woke up that morning and knew something was wrong. Her stomach heaved and she had to run to the bathroom. She vomited and felt horrible.
*What the crap is wrong with me?* her mind screamed. That was the third time that week that she had gotten sick in the morning. She thought back to what could be making her sick. She hadn't eaten anything out of the ordinary. Unless Kolya had given her something to eat . . . No, she hadn't been around him enough lately.
She flushed the toilet, then washed her face in the sink. She stared at herself in the mirror. Her reflection stared back. Her eyes suddenly snapped wide open as she realized what was going on.
"Shit," She whispered and dropped to the floor on her knees. "Shit, shit, shit."
Piccolo had heard her and knocked on the door. "Jenny, are you okay?"
Jenny sniffled and stared at the closed bathroom door. "I'm fine. I'll be back to bed in a minute."
Piccolo stood outside the door for a minute longer, then headed back to their room, wondering what was going on with Jenny. He knew something was up, but he didn't know what. He knew that she had been getting sick and that she had been spending a lot of time at that warehouse.
*It's just my nerves* Jenny lied to herself. *That's all it is.* She pushed herself up from the floor and headed back to her room.
Piccolo lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling. He looked at her when she entered the room. "Are you sure you're okay?"
She nodded. "I'm good."
He sighed. "If you say so."
She grinned and snuggled up next to him. She wanted to tell him what she thought it might have been, but she didn't. She couldn't. She sighed and forced herself to go back to sleep.
*~*~*~*~
That afternoon, Catie and Leelee took Trunks and Seventeen horseback riding. They rode along the fields back into the woods.
"I can't believe how beautiful it is out here," Seventeen said.
Catie nodded. "I know."
"Do you guys come out here often?" Trunks asked his girlfriend.
Catie shook her head. "I've never been here before," she answered. "I only met Jenny and Lindsey and Sabriena when we all went to Japan."
"Same here," Leelee added.
They came into a clearing in the woods. A large, beautiful red horse lifted his head when they entered the clearing. He neighed shrilly and took off into the woods, followed by twenty- some mares.
Leelee blinked. "What the . . . ?"
There was the snapping of twigs behind them and they turned to see Patrick ride out into the clearing on a black horse with a white stripe and stockings. "Honor," he said simply.
"What?" Catie asked.
"That's Honor," he said. "Our cousins bought him when they came down from New York. They thought they could ride them." He snickered. "But they couldn't. It was pretty funny."
"So what's he doing out here?" Trunks asked.
"Ah, one of them went riding right before a storm," Patrick said, crossing his legs over the saddle horn. "She couldn't find her way back. Lindsey took Honor out to find her. She didn't have time to put a saddle or anything on him, so she just jumped on the horse and took off. He got away from them, but at least they both got home safe."
"And you didn't try to recapture him?" Leelee asked.
Patrick shrugged. "Nah. Honor's a free spirit. You can't ever truly tame a horse like that. And I wouldn't want to." He shrugged again. "Let him go free. He ain't hurtin' nothin'. It ain't right to tame some horses, ya know?"
Seventeen nodded, not really sure of what Patrick was saying.
Patrick blinked. "We should have a rodeo," he said out of nowhere. "I've heard how tought ya'll are. I wanna see it for myself."
Catie grinned. "Well, you plan it and I'll be there."
"Promise?" Patrick smiled.
"Promise," Catie answered.
"All right, then," Patrick said, letting his feet drop to his sides. "I'll get some broncs and stuff up here and we'll see what we can do." He turned his horse to leave. Then he glanced at Trunks. "You don't have to give me the death stare, buddy. I don't want your girl." He held up his left hand, displaying the gold band on his finger. "I got my own." Then he bumped the horse's sides and headed back the way he came.
"He's weird," Seventeen said after a minute.
"He's related to Lindsey," Leelee reminded him.
Trunks shook his head. "C'mon. Let's see where else we can ride."
*~*~*~*~
"Hey there, Ashley," Sabriena said, kissing at the 1966 Shelby AC Cobra. She pulled out her camera and snapped a picture of the car.
Lia snickered. "Are you gonna take a picture of every car on the list?"
"Everyone on our list," Sabriena answered. "This is called scouting. Then we don't have to worry about it anymore."
Lia shook her head. "Okay."
They had spent the whole day scouting cars. It was fun at first, but then Lia grew bored. Sabriena never seemed to tire from the job at hand. She had hunted down every single car on the list so far. And they were only half way done.
"So what do you think Ardon is doing right now?" Lia asked.
Sabriena shrugged. "I dunno. He's probably hooking up with someone else."
Lia blinked. "No, he's not."
"Well, he'd better because I'm about to hook up with Tumbler again," Sabriena said, walking around the car on the lot.
"Tumbler?" Lia asked. "Why Tumbler?"
"Me and him used to be an item," Sabriena grinned. She held an air of accomplishment about her as she spoke about him. "He used to buy me stuff all the time. He even stole a car for me once. I traded it in for that Mustang."
"You traded in a stolen car?" Lia asked.
Sabriena nodded. "Toby changed the vin number. They never knew the difference."
Lia shook her head. "You know, this was all exciting at first, but I'm getting nervous now."
"Ah, everyone does that. Wait until about 5 on Friday. You'll be puking your guts out."
"Thanks for giving me something to look forward to," Lia said sarcastically.
"Let's go," Sabriena said. She got back into her car with Lia and they drove off.
They got home that evening and Tumbler sat at the bar while Kip and Kolya played video games on the nearby TV. Xander lay under his GTO and Lindsey leaned against the side of it.
"Hey you," Tumbler greeted her. "Where ya been?"
"Scouting," Sabriena answered. "What about you?"
"Chillin'," he grinned.
"That's all you ever do," she spat.
He grinned wider. "I know it. Hey, you ain't hooked up with anyone, are you?"
She shook her head.
"Cool," he said. "So you wanna go grab some pizza and catch a movie or something?"
"On a Tuesday?" she asked.
He nodded.
"I guess so," she answered.
"Awesome. See ya guys," Tumbler said and they walked to his car.
*~*~*~*~
Short chapter, I know. Sorry guys!
Also, my book is very close to being published!!! I'm sooooo excited! It's called Thundering Glory. If you want to see the cover of it, go to www.1stbooks.com . There will be a place to look up books by author or title. My last name is Tregnago - that's probably the easiest way to search it. And I don't care if everyone knows my last name, because I'll be famous one day!! Muahahahaha... no, probably not, but oh well. Yeah, and it's pronounced "Tray-nah-go." Yeah, yeah, yeah.. It's spelled funny. Believe me, I know. Anyway, lemme know if you look at it, okay? Thanks!!
Jenny woke up that morning and knew something was wrong. Her stomach heaved and she had to run to the bathroom. She vomited and felt horrible.
*What the crap is wrong with me?* her mind screamed. That was the third time that week that she had gotten sick in the morning. She thought back to what could be making her sick. She hadn't eaten anything out of the ordinary. Unless Kolya had given her something to eat . . . No, she hadn't been around him enough lately.
She flushed the toilet, then washed her face in the sink. She stared at herself in the mirror. Her reflection stared back. Her eyes suddenly snapped wide open as she realized what was going on.
"Shit," She whispered and dropped to the floor on her knees. "Shit, shit, shit."
Piccolo had heard her and knocked on the door. "Jenny, are you okay?"
Jenny sniffled and stared at the closed bathroom door. "I'm fine. I'll be back to bed in a minute."
Piccolo stood outside the door for a minute longer, then headed back to their room, wondering what was going on with Jenny. He knew something was up, but he didn't know what. He knew that she had been getting sick and that she had been spending a lot of time at that warehouse.
*It's just my nerves* Jenny lied to herself. *That's all it is.* She pushed herself up from the floor and headed back to her room.
Piccolo lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling. He looked at her when she entered the room. "Are you sure you're okay?"
She nodded. "I'm good."
He sighed. "If you say so."
She grinned and snuggled up next to him. She wanted to tell him what she thought it might have been, but she didn't. She couldn't. She sighed and forced herself to go back to sleep.
*~*~*~*~
That afternoon, Catie and Leelee took Trunks and Seventeen horseback riding. They rode along the fields back into the woods.
"I can't believe how beautiful it is out here," Seventeen said.
Catie nodded. "I know."
"Do you guys come out here often?" Trunks asked his girlfriend.
Catie shook her head. "I've never been here before," she answered. "I only met Jenny and Lindsey and Sabriena when we all went to Japan."
"Same here," Leelee added.
They came into a clearing in the woods. A large, beautiful red horse lifted his head when they entered the clearing. He neighed shrilly and took off into the woods, followed by twenty- some mares.
Leelee blinked. "What the . . . ?"
There was the snapping of twigs behind them and they turned to see Patrick ride out into the clearing on a black horse with a white stripe and stockings. "Honor," he said simply.
"What?" Catie asked.
"That's Honor," he said. "Our cousins bought him when they came down from New York. They thought they could ride them." He snickered. "But they couldn't. It was pretty funny."
"So what's he doing out here?" Trunks asked.
"Ah, one of them went riding right before a storm," Patrick said, crossing his legs over the saddle horn. "She couldn't find her way back. Lindsey took Honor out to find her. She didn't have time to put a saddle or anything on him, so she just jumped on the horse and took off. He got away from them, but at least they both got home safe."
"And you didn't try to recapture him?" Leelee asked.
Patrick shrugged. "Nah. Honor's a free spirit. You can't ever truly tame a horse like that. And I wouldn't want to." He shrugged again. "Let him go free. He ain't hurtin' nothin'. It ain't right to tame some horses, ya know?"
Seventeen nodded, not really sure of what Patrick was saying.
Patrick blinked. "We should have a rodeo," he said out of nowhere. "I've heard how tought ya'll are. I wanna see it for myself."
Catie grinned. "Well, you plan it and I'll be there."
"Promise?" Patrick smiled.
"Promise," Catie answered.
"All right, then," Patrick said, letting his feet drop to his sides. "I'll get some broncs and stuff up here and we'll see what we can do." He turned his horse to leave. Then he glanced at Trunks. "You don't have to give me the death stare, buddy. I don't want your girl." He held up his left hand, displaying the gold band on his finger. "I got my own." Then he bumped the horse's sides and headed back the way he came.
"He's weird," Seventeen said after a minute.
"He's related to Lindsey," Leelee reminded him.
Trunks shook his head. "C'mon. Let's see where else we can ride."
*~*~*~*~
"Hey there, Ashley," Sabriena said, kissing at the 1966 Shelby AC Cobra. She pulled out her camera and snapped a picture of the car.
Lia snickered. "Are you gonna take a picture of every car on the list?"
"Everyone on our list," Sabriena answered. "This is called scouting. Then we don't have to worry about it anymore."
Lia shook her head. "Okay."
They had spent the whole day scouting cars. It was fun at first, but then Lia grew bored. Sabriena never seemed to tire from the job at hand. She had hunted down every single car on the list so far. And they were only half way done.
"So what do you think Ardon is doing right now?" Lia asked.
Sabriena shrugged. "I dunno. He's probably hooking up with someone else."
Lia blinked. "No, he's not."
"Well, he'd better because I'm about to hook up with Tumbler again," Sabriena said, walking around the car on the lot.
"Tumbler?" Lia asked. "Why Tumbler?"
"Me and him used to be an item," Sabriena grinned. She held an air of accomplishment about her as she spoke about him. "He used to buy me stuff all the time. He even stole a car for me once. I traded it in for that Mustang."
"You traded in a stolen car?" Lia asked.
Sabriena nodded. "Toby changed the vin number. They never knew the difference."
Lia shook her head. "You know, this was all exciting at first, but I'm getting nervous now."
"Ah, everyone does that. Wait until about 5 on Friday. You'll be puking your guts out."
"Thanks for giving me something to look forward to," Lia said sarcastically.
"Let's go," Sabriena said. She got back into her car with Lia and they drove off.
They got home that evening and Tumbler sat at the bar while Kip and Kolya played video games on the nearby TV. Xander lay under his GTO and Lindsey leaned against the side of it.
"Hey you," Tumbler greeted her. "Where ya been?"
"Scouting," Sabriena answered. "What about you?"
"Chillin'," he grinned.
"That's all you ever do," she spat.
He grinned wider. "I know it. Hey, you ain't hooked up with anyone, are you?"
She shook her head.
"Cool," he said. "So you wanna go grab some pizza and catch a movie or something?"
"On a Tuesday?" she asked.
He nodded.
"I guess so," she answered.
"Awesome. See ya guys," Tumbler said and they walked to his car.
*~*~*~*~
Short chapter, I know. Sorry guys!
Also, my book is very close to being published!!! I'm sooooo excited! It's called Thundering Glory. If you want to see the cover of it, go to www.1stbooks.com . There will be a place to look up books by author or title. My last name is Tregnago - that's probably the easiest way to search it. And I don't care if everyone knows my last name, because I'll be famous one day!! Muahahahaha... no, probably not, but oh well. Yeah, and it's pronounced "Tray-nah-go." Yeah, yeah, yeah.. It's spelled funny. Believe me, I know. Anyway, lemme know if you look at it, okay? Thanks!!