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I know I only have four chapters up, but should I even continue? If I should, any ideas on a better title?

-Christianne

Nikki POV

It was going to be a beautiful day, I could tell. The morning clouds were starting to clear, showing a beautiful, clear blue sky. Despite the chill in the air, it was going to be a beautiful day. And, despite what I'd already been through, it was a beautiful day. Until I tripped over something, sending me tummy first onto the gravel.

"Whus goin' on-Shit! Are you ok?" A vaguely familiar voice asked. It was slurred and drowsy in the beginning, but surprisingly alert at the end. I shook my head slightly, clearing the shocked haze from falling, and then looked over at the owner of the voice. It was the good looking guy from last night, the one I'd given directions too. He swiftly stood up from the gravel where he had been sitting.

I pushed myself over onto my back, letting air get back into my winded system. I looked up at Good Looking Guy, really, I mean looked up. He was tall. Really tall.

"You're very tall, you know that?" I said as I gazed up at him.

I think I hit my head.

The Good Looking Guy's face, although it was clearly concerned, changed to smile at my remark. "Yeah, I've noticed." He said lightly, going along with my comment. Good Looking Guy then held his hand out to pull me up. Such a gentleman.

I took it, with a sheepish smile on my face that almost matched the Good Looking Guy's. He pulled me up easily, really easily. Seriously. He pulled me up like I weighed nothing, not 12-eh...119 pounds.

Once I was on my feet, I stumbled forward a bit from the extra force he had used, and ended up crashing lightly into his chest. Jeez, if he's this muscular, he must have been running a long time to be panting and out of breath like he had been last night.

"Sorry," Good Looking Guy said again, quickly dropping my hand and combing his lengthy hair back with his fingers before jamming his hands in his jacket pockets. I saw his eyes looking over me, like he was analyzing me for injuries. I saw his gaze at my tummy and hands a bit longer that the rest of me, seeing the gravel dust on my unzipped jacket and my t-shirt and the angry pink marks on the palms of my hands. I ignored the fact that his eyes lingered on my shirt, which had been yanked down from my fall, exposing a bit more than I meant to up top. He quickly averted his eyes not a second later, his cheeks tinting pink.

"Meh. Not your fault," I said honestly, discreetly pulling my shirt up a bit. "Just out of curiosity...Why were you sleeping on the ground?"

"'Cause he called heads on the coin flip for the bench." I heard another voice say. I saw, I assume, the guy who crashed into me last night, sit up from the bench. "Didn't 'ya Sammy?" He added, grinning a lazily at 'Sammy.'

I liked Good Looking Guy better. It suited him better. But, hey, whatta 'ya gonna do?

But, I had to say, the guy who'd woken up on the bench was pretty good looking too. He had short, cropped blonde hair and dark green eyes that were looking me up and down shamelessly. He had stubble on his jaw, more than what would be there after sleeping on a bench.

"Why would you have to flip for the bench in the first place?" I asked, getting back to my original question.

"Wasn't enough room for both of us," Green-Eyed Guy said, his voice was husky and deep, with a cocky undertone. This, no matter how attractive, made his smart-ass comment more annoying. I rolled my eyes at him and looked back to Good Looking Guy, Sammy.

"Our car got towed. When we got here, the guy had left already. We were waiting for him to come in this morning to get it back." Sammy explained. "There aren't hours on the door, you know when this place opens?"

Oh my God did this guy have puppy dog eyes. It was like I was looking at a puppy who wanted to know why he was left out in the rain all night. The thing is, I'm not even sure he was aware of it. …They were the prettiest shade of blue around the edges, then a ring of a grayish-green, then more blue. It was like a kaleidoscope of color.

"Uh...Um...A-Actually, it won't be open until Monday morning. The owner went on a fishing trip. Probably left minutes before you guys got here." I said, momentarily stuttering in the beginning. Damn his eyes should come with a warning sign.

"What?" Green-Eyed Guy asked, jumping to his feet, while Sammy closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, head tilted down. It looked like he was trying to ward off a headache. While Green-Eyed Guy, after jumping up, was loudly ranting about the 'bitch' that took his car. I actually think I learned a few new swear words. And I didn't exactly have the best language at times.

"Are you done?" I asked a few minutes later, when Green-Eyed Guy's ranting had slowed.

"Yeah, he's done." Sammy said, putting a hand on Green-Eyed Guy's shoulder and forcing him to sit down on the bench.

"Where you guys past the city limits sign when you ran out of gas?" I asked, a plan forming in my head. It'd piss Max off so much, but he was, as Green-Eyed Guy said, a "fuckin' bitch," and it was kinda funny to see Max's face turn purple.

"No, passed it when we were chasing the tow truck. Why?" Sammy answered, his eyebrows knit together in slight confusion.

"Oh. Ok then," I said, looking to the fence.

"You two aren't opposed to a little breaking and entering, are you?" I asked, looking at them out of the corner of my eye.

"No," Green-Eyed Guy said casually.

"You can't break in," Sammy said. I knew he didn't mean 'can't' in a morally wrong way, more of a 'we've tried' way.

"Yes I can. Would one of you give me a boost?" I asked walking closer to the fence...10 feet maybe? Yeah...I think I could climb over that. Been awhile, but I think I still have it in me.

"It's an electric fence," Sammy pointed out in a slightly, slightly, annoying way and nodded towards the sign. Despite that, he looked concerned that I'd suggest climbing an 'electric' fence.

I rolled my eyes and fell backwards to lean against the chain link fence, making both Sammy and Green-Eyed Guy shout 'Don't!' simultaneously. They looked at me leaning on the chain link with confused eyes. Green-Eyed Guy cautiously tapped the fence a few times, before grabbing it and shaking the whole flimsy thing. Shaking the chain-link fence was something I could do, but Green-Eyed Guy shook it so hard it I thought he was going to rip the whole section of flimsy fence off the rails, even shaking the rails.

"Damnit!" He yelled, kicking the fence.

"Barely half this town had internet, you think these hicks could set up-let alone maintain- an electric fence?" I asked, laughing slightly at the expressions on their faces. "So...How about that boost?"

"Nah, I think we got it from here sweetheart," Green-Eyed Guy said with a crooked grin before he jumped up onto the fence, easily getting halfway up the ten foot fence and climbed over easily, jumping to the ground from the top. He sent me a wink before he turned and ran towards the black car, crying 'Baby!'

"Thanks, by the way. For the directions last night and showing us we slept in uncomfortable positions all night for nothing." Sammy said as he started to climb the fence. Those long, easily trippabul legs got him over the fence faster than Green-Eyed Guy, who, by the way, was in the driver's seat practically hugging the steering wheel.

I smiled and helped Sammy get the gas can through a small hole in the fence. "Anytime Sammy," I said as I dropped my hands back into my pockets. He spun around and walked back several steps back to the fence and looked at me with this annoyed look on his face that I honestly wanted to giggle at.

"It's Sam." He said, despite his annoyed face and his serious tone, I still think he had a little bit of the puppy dog eyes going on. I started to back up slowly, my hands up in the 'unarmed' fashion and shook my head slightly, a smile still on my face. He rolled his eyes at my actions and headed to his buddy's car.

Sam. That fit him. Sam. Sam. Sam. Sam.