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May 10: The Roadtrip

patricia's pov:

The wind stirred my red hair around my face and I grinned over at Eddie who was driving his brand new army green jeep down the long stretch of road we'd been driving down for two days only stopping to eat and switch between the driver's seat.

Our plan was to get away from the school and families and just hang out on the open road. In fact, we'd spent the last two days laughing and enjoying ourselves without so much as sleep. Coffee ran through our blood streams and adrenaline ran high so I surprised even myself when I said to Eddie, "Let's stop at the next town," with the intention of actually stopping for more than a burger and a refill of my jumbo sized travel mug of cherry coke.

The sun was slowly setting by that time, making it's descent through the afternoon sky as Eddie pulled off the highway and into the parking lot of a local restaurant. "You hungry, Yacker?" He asked with a chuckle, opening the driver side door with his signature snide smirk, but I grabbed his arm, pulling him back into the jeep.

The door shut with an angry thud and I smirked right back at him, pulling him by the color of his black polo shirt across the cup holders between us and giving him a devilish smile. "Yeah, I'm hungry, sleeze ball." I murmured, lips inches from his with a smirk. "Are you?"

He looked a me for a moment, eyebrows pulled together in confusion before groaning quietly in understanding. "Do you mean-"

I smirked, cutting him off with a long, searing kiss, only before pulling back to quirk an eyebrow at him. "Shut up, will you?"

With that, I kissed him again. This kiss was longer, steadier, and sent chills up my spine as my fingers pressed into his hair, pulling him closer across our drinks. "Yacker, believe me, this is amazing, but this hurts just a little bit."

Exhaling, I pulled away, lifting an eyebrow at him. "Really?"

He chuckled, straightening up and motioning to the cup holder. "Kind of restricting, don't you think?"

I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms and looking out the windshield at the little, run down diner he'd pulled in before. There was a home made sign and rockers on the makeshift porch. Inwardly, I laughed. "I'm hungry." With that I got out of the car, strolling up the steps with a wicked smirk.

Eddie's door opened just as I got to the door and I heard him call, "Yacker," to me, but I was already walking inside.

"Patricia! How's the trip going?" Joy's voice asked from the other side of the line as I sat on the edge of the hotel's pool, feet dangling into the water and enjoying the cool feeling grazing the tips of my toes. It was a cool summer evening with a spotlight of a full moon and a star speckled sky reflecting back at me from the water, making it sparkle even in the darkness. Everything was still and eerily calm, slower somehow..it was nice.

"The trip's good." I answered, not entirely sure why I'd called her, but glad I had. It was nice to hear her voice. "How's...whatever you're doing with Jerome?"

Laughter trickled through the phone and I smiled at her "I'm so in love" giggle. "It's going well, thanks. Where are you now?"

I smirked just a little bit. "At a hotel."

There was a beat of silence as she processed my words. "Where's Eddie?"

"He's taking a shower." I answered, letting my feet dip down so they were resting just under the cool water and relishing the feel on my somewhat heated body. My entire body was on fire, thinking of those moments in the car earlier. Thinking about Eddie. Thinking about Eddie in the shower. Thinking about the things I'd love to do to Eddie when he gets out of the shower.

"Oh." She thought for a moment, cautiously weighing out her words in her mind like she tends to do nowadays. "Are you-"

I cut her off before she could even ask. "I honestly don't know." I breathed, looking up at the stars overhead. "Maybe."

"Oh." This time she was smiling. "Well, either way, have fun."

I laughed at her, nodding. "Yes, Mrs. Clarke." I half joked, smirking down at the moon's reflection in the water.

She laughed. "Don't make me blush."

Smiling, I nodded. "I'll talk to you soon."

"Night Patricia." The line went dead.

I placed my phone on the smooth pavement beside me, letting out a quiet breath. "You hiding, Yacker?" Eddie's voice called from behind me and I smirked.

"Hiding from what, Edison?" I asked coolly, leaning forward so I could simply watch his approaching reflection in the water.

"Me, maybe?" He looked practically delectable, wearing shorts and a black t-shirt, with wet, unruly hair.

I smirked. "As if."

He plopped beside me on the edge of the pool, swinging his long legs into the cool water. "Midnight swim, maybe?"

I laughed. "Yeah, Sleaze Ball. Let's take a swim under the moonlight." I mocked because it sounded like such a romantic thing to do. And Eddie and I are anything but romantic.

He grinned and suddenly grabbed my waist, yanking me toward the water. I gasped as my body tumbled with his into the water. We were a pile of limbs intertwined for a moment before we detangled, floating to the surface and I glared at him through my now wet red locks. "Eddie!"

He chuckled. "You said yes." He replied cheekily, grinning.

"Ever heard of sarcasm, Eddie?" I asked, peeling my now wet jacket off my body and tossing it on the side.

He shrugged, walking over to the wall with a smile. "How was Joy?"

I rolled my eyes at him. "She's overwhelmingly in love."

He cut his eyes at me suddenly, the slow smirk creeping from his eyes onto his lips. "Is she now?"

I nodded, crossing my arms as I stood half a foot away, gaging his expression. "Mhm."

He grinned then, crossing the water in one awkwardly fluent motion to sweep the hair from my face. "And you, Yacker?"

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merp. feels like I should write a Joy chapter since I keep putting her in these things... :P

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