A/N: Sorry that my chapters have been so short lately. Been trying to keep up with life. Let me know if you guys like it. To all the Bori fans... it's about to get pretty juicy. :)
Trina pulled into Beck's drive with a sullen look on her face. She is way overly obsessed with him. It's getting ridiculous. Trina interrupted my thought, "Just… don't do anything stupid please. Your my little sister."
"Trina…" I rolled my eyes.
"And bring me back a shirt or something." She laughed nervously.
"Trina! No! Go home. He's bringing me home later. Don't wait up."
I closed the car door and watched her drive away. I turned and saw Beck coming out of his camper.
"Hey, pretty girl. I took ya long enough." He added a smile.
Before I could respond Beck had his arms around my shoulders and my face was buried is his chocolate locks. I love the smell of Beck's hair. I never said anything aloud. I just wrapped my arms around his back and hugged him back. When he finally released me, he placed his hands on my shoulders and held me back at arms-length. He seemed to be taking me in. He looked me up and down.
"You look hungry." He chuckled.
I laughed. "A little. School makes me hungry."
"Well, you're in luck." He stated in a prideful tone. "I just made the most gourmet PB & J you'll ever eat, and I can't wait for you to try it."
"Great!" I smiled. "Let's chow!"
"But, first!" He grinned. "We must walk!" He announced it as if he were announcing a famous person's life changing moment. I laughed. He went back to his normal tone for a moment to say, "Wait here."
Beck ran off back to the door of his camper and he disappeared behind it. When he came back he had a basket and a blanket.
I laughed. "Beck? A picnic?"
He held up one finger. "Just wait." He opened the passenger door to his car with his free hand. "Ms. Victoria." He was back to his British announcer tone again.
Beck laughed as I got into the car and he walked around to the back of the car. He put the picnic basket in the truck and slammed it. Very slowly and dramatically he got into the driver's seat, clicked his seatbelt, and took sunglasses from the visor and placed them on his face. He looked over at me and grinned. "Let's ride."
We were both quiet as his car sped up a highway I didn't recognize. It was extremely winding. I couldn't wait to get to where we going so I could discover. I looked over at Beck and watched him staring at the road ahead. We had been riding for a while now, and he hadn't looked at me once. I was beginning to wonder if I done something wrong.
I continued watching him, and looking at his features. His hair matched his perfectly sun-kissed skin so well. His bangs fell just over the top of the sunglasses. His arms outstretched to the steering wheel revealed muscles that I'd never noticed before. The slight crookedness of the corners of his mouth made him look like he was always smirking. My eyes flicked down for a moment. His shirt felt against his flat stomach. He turned his head to me for the first time for the whole ride.
"What?" He raised one eyebrow.
"Nothing," I answered too quickly. I smiled and turned my head to gaze out of the window. "Are we almost there? Wherever there is."
I looked a Beck and saw a grin on his face. "We're here."
I looked around to see a bunch of flat, dusty, clay ground surrounded by trees.
"What is this place?" I asked with a smile.
"One of my favorite places in the world, it's where I come to think sometimes when I need to get away from everything."
We got out of the car and he went to the back to get the things. I stood in one spot in front of the car looking around and around my head. It got prettier and quieter every second.
"One of the only things I remembered from my recent life after my wreck. I came here all the time after that." Beck walked up next to me. "And that's not even the best part."
He walked ahead of me and I followed. He walked through a group of trees and disappeared. I walked around the same tree and saw the most breathtaking view of my life. We were on a wide flat cliff overlooking the city with a forest in between. The sun was setting over the horizon. All the pinks and oranges and blues made the most beautiful portrait I had ever seen.
"This is."
