I'm listening to the radio right now so they are too. :P Italic is the radio
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Cyborg turned up the volume as one of his favorite songs came on the radio. He glanced over to the passenger side of the T-car. Carmen bobbed her head to the beat watching the scenery go by. Hanging her hand out the window, she looked over at him and smiled. He saw her eyes sparkled through her dark sunglasses. He averted his eyes back on the road. It was only nine in the morning, but there was still plenty of traffic to watch out for.
"You think they'll be mad?" she asked. Cyborg thought about what they had done. Basically they left the tower as quiet as possible around eight forty-five, leaving a note for the others. You could probably call it 'sneaking out' if you wanted to. It was a perfectly good note. Short, but descriptive:
'We went to a movie. Be back after 8 pm. Call if you need us. –Cy'
"Robin's probably going to be tweaked, but he'll deal. Don't worry about it," he reassured. Carmen played with the radio until she heard the familiar sound of her favorite country station. "Oh come on," The previous song had just finished and the next song began to play.
(1)Mud grips-white tip
Cigar stickin' outta my face
Earnheardt racing sticker on the window
Banged up fender
"Oh I like this song!" she exclaimed. "What are we going to do before the movie?"
"Hadn't really thought about it. Just drive around until we find something I guess," Cyborg stopped at a red light. Carmen looked out the window in thought.
"Hmm? What to do, what to do?" she mumbled. "I know!" Cyborg turned his attention to her. "Let's go to the beach! Please," Carmen let her sunglasses fall down her nose revealing her big blue puppy-dog eyes.
"Ok fine. Just...stop looking at me like that," he pushed her glasses back up to cover up her eyes. The light turned green and he took a left. "What exactly are we going to do at the beach?" Carmen gave him a tipsy grin.
"What do you usually do at a beach?" Cyborg parked the T-car near the short, but beaten path that lead down to the beach.
"Um, swim?" They unbuckled and sat in the car of a moment.
"Feels too cold for that, but I haven't been to the beach in so long," Carmen got out of the car and walked over to the other side while Cyborg also got out. "Can we leave the radio on?" she asked casually. He reached back into the car through the open window absentmindedly and turned the radio back on.
(2)So she can't go out tonight again
Her sister's sick, she's got to baby-sit
Yeah that sounds like a pretty good excuse
Now you didn't hear any of this from me
But things aren't always what they seem
Brace yourself; this may come as a shock to you…
Carmen walked ahead down the pathway. (A/N: Mmmmm…strawberries is goooood) It was shaded by tall, skinny trees and large ferns. Cyborg walked behind her and memories of the last time they came down this path when they were small children began to flood into his mind. He saw the little girl she used to be running down the pathway laughing. Her large eyes looked back at him confused.
"What is it?" the little girl asked. Cyborg snapped out of his day-dream to see Carmen looking at him funny. He shook his head.
"Nothing,"
"You're so weird," She looked around the beach, but saw no one. "That's strange," Cyborg stumbled off the path.
"Not really. It's September if you didn't know," Carmen stared blankly at him. She looked out at the water then down at her shoes. She looked around the empty beach again.
"Oh," She sat down on the warm sand and took off her shoes and socks. "Come sit with me," She smiled at him sweetly. The radio was still heard from where they were sitting. Carmen laid back and watched the clouds move slowly over the wide blue sky.
(3) She put him out
Like the burning end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart
He spent his whole life trying to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night…
"…he put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger. He finally drank away her memory. Life is short, but this time it was bigger and the strength he had to get up off his knees…" Carmen closed her eyes and sang along with the radio. "we found him with his face down in the pillow with a note that said 'I'll love her 'till I die.' And when we buried him beneath the willow the angels sang a whiskey lullaby. Lalala lala lalala lala la," Cyborg sat and listened to her sing. Her soft voice seemed to echo through out his mind and memories. This was quite the interesting first date…
…they just sat on the beach the whole morning listening to radio songs.
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Don't panic people that's not the end of their date. I just want to be cruel and drag it out a little. You know torture ya a wee bit.
Although, all of my friends are gone. Tsunami-dono is in Japan, Lord Beca, Firox, SHelby, and Jelina are at band camp. (I know all those people personally) Snot fair.
1 Trace Atkins: Ruff and Ready
2 Terri Clark: Girls Lie Too
3 Brad Paisley: Whiskey Lullaby