daydream

As Lacy, Chase, and Kori were walking down highway 395 they were stopped by a sleek new, 2011 dodge. The black tinted widows stood out from the otherwise sparkling white truck. It sent shivers down the girls’ backs. It wasn’t as if this was the first truck they have seen in all their five or more years of friendship. A tinted window on the passenger side of the truck rolled down. The same time as the window rolled down the girl’s stomachs fell to the ground, all except Chase’s. Out of the passenger side window a hand followed by a tattooed wrist emerged. The hand was obviously a man’s; the large knuckles told the girls this was true. Then some one from within the truck whistled. Kori took a step towards the back of the truck but was stopped by a hand griped on her wrist.
“Chase, don’t stop me, I want to know who these people are and why they think they can mess with us; it is messed up,” Kori said. As she looked to her left there was Chase.
Kori turned slowly like a doll on a pedestal. She heard her heart pounding like the drums at a Korn concert. She stares at the rugged pair of Chase’s vans she is wearing. Her eyes move as slow as a snail across the asphalt towards the person’s shoes. A pair of Etnies followed by a pair of baggy jeans sagged a little to see the stripped boxers, he wasn’t wearing a shirt, but thanks to that Kori noticed he had a pair of V lines you know the lines right above the pant line. He had a six pack pecks, in short a very sculpted body. Kori finally locked eyes with his green eyes; she heard a scream seep through her lip glossed lips.
“Damon!” Kori shouts as she gives him a hug.
“No way, is that the runt we used to pick on?” Lacy says,” How the heck have you been” she socked his arm as she said the last part.
“Right on,” Chase says socking him in his back.
After a major reunion between Damon, Chase, Kori, and Lacy, Damon yelled for his buddies Joey and Kaleb.
Kaleb walked right up to us in beat up cowboy boots, a pair of wranglers that seemed to hug in all the right places. Then yet of course as if god had sent them to torture us another sculpted body but slightly different. His arms were more masculine form bailing hay and his abs was more profound. His bright green eyes seemed to invite you in, but his strong jaw make you back off.
“Hey ya’ll,” Kaleb said as he took a big bite out of a hunk of jerky.
Joey was a little shy or so they thought. The fox racing boots with mud splattered across the top squeaked against the hard pavement. The racing pants showed that his legs were muscular from dirt biking. Apparently he was the guy attached to the tattooed wrist he had another sculpted body as if you could see through the tattoos. His torso was like a gallery of different tattoo artist’s artwork but all mixed in together. His bright turquoise eyes glistened if you could get him to take his sunglasses off.
“Sup, so are we going to go ride the dirt bikes or are we going to stay here and chat with these. . . ,” he paused checks out Lacy up and then slowly down as if checking every curve and aspect of her body,” Lovely ladies”
“Watch how you talk to ladies Joe,” Kaleb yelled “lets go ride the real horses I think these girls can handle themselves on a good strong horse.”
That’s when the argument started, and to tell you the truth Chase wanted them to start swinging so that she could jump in the middle of the sweaty muscular mess and stop Kaleb. All that Damon, Lacy, Chase, and Kori could do is stand and watch.
“Now Joey you don’t want this to be like college do you?” Kaleb said with a slight smirk on his face.
“I have no clue what your speaking of oh wait when you pulled that cheap shot because Tiffany wanted me more you inbreed, hillbilly, country listening, redneck!” Joey yelled the last part.
“Tiffany didn’t want you for you she wanted your dirt bike you two timing ex best friend,” Kaleb said so full of passion that if he said he wanted Chase in that tone she would jump on him like lions on a wounded zebra.
The next part happened so fast that even a cheetah would have been beat in speed. Joey lunged at Kaleb; all Kaleb did was hunch, over grab Joes legs, stand up and hold him over his shoulder. Joey’s face was scared he looked as if he would cry. His sunglasses fell, it was so quiet that you could here them fall. His turquoise eyes were shining splendidly in the sun. His abs were flexed, his v lines were profound. Kori, look over to Lacy and she looked like she needed a drool bucket. Her eyes were wide open her jaw had dropped and she was basically panting like her dog banana in a long car ride.
Then what they didn’t expect in their wildest fantasies, nightmares, or even daydreams to happen, did they both started to laugh. It wasn’t no ha ha ha laugh it was a full on gut busting laugh. That even made Kaleb fall to his knees. Joey was lying on his stomach laughing so hard that he was crying. His now crystal turquoise eyes were glistening with tears. Kaleb was having a hard time to breathe. They finally caught there breath and stood back up but as soon as they stood up they started laughing hysterically again. This was driving Chase mad if anybody should be laughing hysterically and making a fool out of them selves it should be her. She worked hard to become the clown of the group she wasn’t going to let it go with out a fight.