"Where should I put it?" asked faith regarding the apology they had written in lipstick on a napkin for Paul. The word 'sorry' bright red with the smiley face underneath slightly smudged
"Anywhere, I don't think it's really gonna matter to him, unless he can sell it."
With the radio blaring some kind of romantic country song they were almost there. They had been driving for just over 2 hours which, for any other journey would be just fine, but for a journey that was supposed to take half an hour it was a joke. The traffic had given Lilly a headache and the heat wasn't helping either. "WELCOME TO CHARMING!" shrieked Faith reading the sign from the passenger seat, leaning forward to turn the music up even louder. ''Wanna stop for a drink and gas?" asked Faith now fumbling with her camera. "Yeah, as soon as we find somewhere I'm pulling in." replied Lilly just before the part of the song they both knew came on, which they both sang before laughing loudly. Weirdly this had been the most laid back they had been since starting their trip and for some weird reason Charming was already having some form of effect on them. Faith had said earlier it was the name, a town called Charming was the nicest thing she had heard in a while.
The gas station was barely noticeable, a small wooden shack with one gas pump outside. "I'll fill up, you go get us some drinks" Lilly said already at the pump. "Just these please" Faith looked at the bored cashier who looked no older than 15 who had obviously taken the time to look glamorous in her not so exciting job. "Oh and these" Faith said passing her two lollipops. One of the girls heavily made up eyebrows rose, as she took the alcohol back out of the bag she had packed. "I.D" you've got to be joking thought Faith, even though the laws are different here, she never thought she would get I.D'd especially at a one stop gas station. It was clear she had left it in the car after her frantic patting of all her pockets. Hearing the bell of the door ding as someone entered the small shop faith contemplated leaving everything out of embarrassment however with how thirsty she and Lilly was now she would have to buy everything but the bottle of Jack. "Never mind, I'll just take all that and the gas please" Faith murmured hearing the footsteps of the other customer come up behind her. She knew who had entered before having to look. The familiar smell of dirt road, wind and leather smelled like home, it had to be a biker, hopefully someone local so they could direct them to a nearby motel.
As she spun around she did not expect to see such a warm smile looking down at her. "Hey Katie, just the gas and that bottle please" said a young man dressed in a hoodie and jeans with a cut over the top. He couldn't be much older than her, with the boyish grin taking off years. He pointed to the bottle Faith had reluctantly given up. His head was shaven apart from a thin strip running in the centre with tattoos either side. He looked far too young to be in any kind of club, perhaps he was just prospecting thought Faith. The cashier almost immediately changed her positioning from almost laying down in her chair behind the counter to almost leaping over the desk. "Sure thing Juice" she replied with a heavy southern accent which seemed slightly forced. Faith rolled her eyes impatiently waiting for 'Katie' to hand her bag over, clearly she was mesmerised by the boy which put all the heavy makeup into perspective. "May i?" asked Faith as she leant over just falling short of the bags handles, as always. "Here" said the young biker putting the bottle of jack into the bag before passing it to Faith. Well that was unexpected. She usually never second guessed a biker's acts of kindness. She knew that their appearances made people think they were dangerous thugs who would sooner kill you than look at you, but that was hardly ever the case. The majority were family men who, around their forties wanted to live life to the extreme. "erh, thanks, you didn't have to" Faith said opening and closing the bag for no real reason.
"Juice" said the boy holding out his hand
"Faith" she replied squinting her eyes instead of returning the handshake.
"Lilly." Faith hadn't even herd her come in, let alone stand next to her. As her friend and the boy shook hands she studied his leather.
"You're a sons?" she questioned pointing to his cut.
"Yeah, catch ya later Katie" juice said walking towards the exit throwing a dazzling smile over his shoulder towards the girl who all but drooled. It was only then Faith realised Juice hadn't paid for anything, but who was she to question what kind of relationship the two had, perhaps they were a couple?
"You girls need any help"
"Yeah, actually, do you know a Chibbs?"
"Lilly" whispered Faith poking her friend in the ribs to get her to stop talking. They would find Chibbs on their own