SO I FINALLY FOUND THE DAMN WORDPAD . JESUS IT TOOK FOREVER AND A DAY TO FIND THIS THING ON MY FIANCES LAPTOP . STUPID WINDOWS 8 . LOL. ANYWAY HOPEFULLY THIS UPDATE IS A BIT SMOOTHER THAN THE LAST ONES XD
It was a few days later as Amber stood outside the gas station with hands on hips and a death glare at her truck. The damn thing had finally decided to stop working on her and it drove her insane. Who the hell gave it permission to stop working on a rainy day in the middle of fall!? sighing she shook her head and groaned, her hom was a very long walk from where she was currently located and she grudgingly glared at the truck again. why me? she thought before pulling out her cell phone , only to groan as it informed her there was no signal. Seriously!? Was there some cruel gis at work here!? Was she being punished for some crime she had unknowingly committed!? Huffing she decided not to give a damn and grapped her jacket from the truck as well as her soda , which she placed in her large jacket pocket and the gas can, now full of gas. She gave one last grudging look at the vehicle after locking it and begane her semi- long treck back to her house , which had suddenly ran out of fueal in the generator.
By half way to her house Amber realized she had forgotten the hotdog buns and paper plates. Giving and exasperrated growl she shook off the idea of going back and continued home, she would send her brother later to get them, if he showed up at all. It was now known all around town that she had been picked by a yautja. Damn thing still hadn't left her alone. She had tried everything from ignoring him to being rude to him and still he did not cease to 'court' her. She had nearly jumped out of her skin this morning when she had awoke to a large creature lurking above her. Reason being, Amber slept in the nude, she hated clothes and being restricted as she slept. Her breasts had been hanging out and her womanhood very well showing , as the blanket was merely covering one leg. After nearly pummeling a curious male she had simmered nearly an hour wondering how the hell he had gotten past her window locks, only to find her windows lock broken. Okay, this was getting out of hand.
Trying to set boundaries with the big guy proved to be a failure and he cntinued to stalk her to his hearts content...LIKE NOW, the bastard was following her yet again! She turned and stared at the tree of which she had seen movement in and spoke " Since your following me why dont you come down here and carry this damn ten gallong jug of gas or get lost your choice." A sudden thud on the ground and a tug at the gas jug let her know he had decided to help. As he began to walk to her house she was barely able to surpess a laugh. She was pretty sure some passerbys would do a double take at what appeared to be and invisible being toting a gas jug. With the Casper theme playing in her mind she followed him annnnddd then it began to rain, in which his cloak failed. Though an irritating milestone he seemed to be quite a good bit of help, he also had a nice back side... WHAT!? SHE HAD RIGHT TO LOOK IF SHE WANTED TO... heh... butt...
Shaking her head she had to fight a blush that crept up her face as he turned and stared at her. had she just said that out loud? God above help her if she had. Embarrassing enough to be soaked to the bone without the idea of a yautja hunter hearing her compliment his rear. With a wince as he turned back around she finally let out her held breath. Wait when had she stopped breathing? She inwardly groaned and facepalmed herself.
R'kas POV
He supressed a chuckle as the ooman female followed him. he found it very amusing that she had been drilling holes in his backside with her eyes. When he had turned he ralized she had been staring right directly at his rear. With a small trill of amusement he kept walking. Her body signature had heated up under his stare and she had held her breath. She was probably embarrassed she had been caught he reasoned. Glancing up he realized they had reached her house and he sighed coming to the realization that his now destroyed cloaking device would need to be fixed. He sat the gas jug on her porch adn dissapeared into the woodline to find his ship. He had to see to this problem right away.