Bounding down the porch steps, Amanda walked no ...bounced to the car. She was literally floating on cloud nine. Spinning around she admired the flowers in there garden. Her parents were going away for a whole weekend and they were leaving her in charge. Could it get any better? Amanda seriously doubted it. All weekend to do entirely what she wanted. Oh yea! Nothing could kill her high today. Pausing in front of the car, she surveyed for any scratches, dents, or bird crap that might have marred her baby. Satisfied, Amanda opened the door and slid into the driver's seat.
The smell of warm leather greeted her nose. The car's interior was almost better than its exterior. With a four speaker stereo system, leather covered everything, and six disc Cd changer the corvette was a perfect car. Strapping on her seat belt (safety first), Amanda took a last glance in her rearview mirror and started the ignition.
Backing out of the drive way she was zooming down the street, watching the endless scene of perfectly manicured homes, people mowing there lawns, and children playing hopscotch.
"This celebration calls for some tunes."
At the next red light, Amanda dug through her Cd holder. "No, that's not, it…yep, nope, that's not it either, oh here it is."
With one hand on the wheel, she used the other to put in the Cd. Pressing the "play" button she sped through the next light.
Somebody hit the lights
So we can rock it day and night
People gettin down, that's right...from AM to PM
Everybody lookin' like stars
All the chicks and the fellas in the bars
All of y'all bumpin' this in your cars...from AM to
PM
Amanda bobbed her head in time to the music. Letting the breeze in from the open window she cruised down the road.
Everybody wanna
get down, when ya hear the sound and ya bump the beat
3-65 days a year, 24 a day, 7 days a week
Now when you're drivin' in your 4 x 4 and u turn this
up on your stereo
Whether night or day, nonstop ya play, and u know u
still want more, so...
Amanda lip-synch the song. The beat coursed through her body and she couldn't help but bob her head. Slowing down she came to a stop at the next red light.
Find a honey that's standing on the
wall
All the girls get their guys on the floor
From the front 2 the back, let's go, hear this...
Halting, she rested next to a clean, gleaming, green Durango. It's driver a tall lean high school student with blond hair and freckled skin. Amanda recognized him from school his name was…Blake. Blake Holden. He was on the football team with Duncan Matthews. Not surprisingly, he was looking through his car window with more than a little interest in Amanda.
Somebody hit the lights
So we can rock it day and night
People gettin down, that's right...from AM to PM
Everybody lookin' like stars
All the chicks and the fellas in the bars
All of y'all bumpin' this in your cars...from AM to
PM
Amanda continued to dance, oblivious of the man's stares. Everyone in a while she checked to make sure the light hadn't changed.
"Hey!" he said loudly, nodding his head in Amanda's direction.
"Hey yourself!" Amanda nodded back, returning her attention back to the music.
Everybody in the club, c'mon, keep
bobbin' ya head now 2 this song
Ya got the beats and breaks, and ya
body's shakin', we're doin'
it all night long
Any time or place, any place or time, no we don't need no sleep
3-65 days a year, 24 a day, 7 days a week, so...
Blake was just about to try to strike up a conversation when the light turned green. Amanda and her cherry corvette sped off without a backwards glance.
"Damn", Blake muttered before pulling off and turning the corner. "That was one piece of ass I would have liked to tap."