She's a Wild One (Part 1)

As they sped down the dusty dirt road in the old rusty truck with the radio blaring, Savannah looked at the yellows, oranges, and pinks of the Missouri sunset. "Shit," she thought. "I'm in for a whippin' when I get home...Oh well." She took another drag on her cigarette and looked at the speedometer. 75 mph...on a gravel road...full of curves..."Alex slow down! You're gonna get me killed."1

"Relax baby, I know what I'm doin," Alex said.2

"Guess I won't get that whippin' if I'm dead," she muttered.3

"What?"4

"Nothin'" Savannah sighed and flipped her hair over her shoulder. 5

At 16, Savannah Arlington was a beauty to everyone in town. Her hourglass figure, waist length espresso hair, big brown eyes, and deep bronze skin never failed to dazzle anyone.  The features of her face were telltale signs a mix of Irish and Sioux Indian was present. There was mischief and mystery in her eyes that stupified every male and made every female jealous.6

Savannah could wiggle her way out of any situation with either charm or sex appeal...maybe both. She suspected that may be one of he reasons Alex kept her around. She'd gotten him out of many a speeding ticket and possible arrests. This thought both flattered and angered her in an odd way that she liked to ignore, but she figured the police deserved to be had if they could be distracted from their jobs by the charm and swaying hips of a teenage girl. Perverts.7

As they continued down the road, Savannah glanced over at Alex's windblown longish blonde hair and scruffy face set on the road, and she smiled. "I bet he hasn't shaved in week," she thought. Good. She liked him that way. He seemed even more manly than usual.8

"Hey Alex, you got any 'alcoholic beverages'?" She giggled.9

Apparently Alex didn't catch the joke. "Yeah, I think there's a bottle-a Jack under the seat." Sure enough, there was.10

"Hey Savvy, why you drinkin' that when there's gonna be enough to fill a pond at this party?"11

"'Cause I know the people there, and I know not a one of 'em would hesitate for a second to slip me somethin'"12

Alex laughed. "Alright, alright. But don't drink too much or you'll pass out and then it won't matter if they slipped you somethin' or not." 13

Savannah flicked her cigarette butt out the window, leaned over, and started kissing Alex's neck and playfully nibbling on his ears. "Mmmm...ok....ahh...ok, you need to quit it or I'm gonna run this thing clean off the road. Who was it that was worried 'bout crashin' just a few minutes ago?" Alex said with a laugh. So Savannah settled for scooting over to the middle and laying her head on his shoulder, and they continued to drive.14