Pole Position (6 page)

Right at eight o’clock Lance was knocking on the door.  When I opened it he was standing there in a pair of dark wash faded blue jeans, his shirt was a bright pink button down with the sleeves rolled up and a pair of black Doc Martins.  His hair was still wet and had the messy look, he smiled when I looked at him
, “Look at you beautiful.” He said then leaned down and kissed me on the lips gently, he lingered there for a few seconds, “You ready?” he asked me.  I nodded my head, pulled the door close then walked beside him out of the building.   When we got to his pickup, he was a true gentleman, opening the door for me and the same when we got to the restaurant. 

We were seated at a table in the front of the restaurant next to windows that overlooked the busy street.  The waitress brought us each a glass of water along with menus
a few minutes later she returned to take our order.  She was more interested in checking Lance out than what I said I wanted so I had to repeat it for her. I ordered the chicken fried steak meal, Lance ordered the T-bone steak meal.  When she walked away I looked at Lance, he had his hands clasped together with his index fingers steepled in front of his lips.

“I think the waitress kind of likes you.” I said with a smile as he stared me in the eye. 

He smiled then reached down and grabbed my hand, “The waitress can fuck off, I’m not interested in her.” He told me.  We set there staring at each other a few seconds, when my cell phone went off with a new text message, I jumped.  I released Lance’s hand and looked at my phone,
*KISS HIM! KISS HIM!!*
It said and was from Jet.  I rolled my eyes, put my phone away, just as Lance got ready to say something the waitress brought us our meals.  I looked out the window to see if Jet was nearby but I didn’t see him so I turned back to Lance and smiled.  Over our meal Lance and I made small talk about school, sports, and our families.  When he asked how my dad passed away, I told him the whole story.  He raised his eyebrows, “Good grief, that’s horrible.” He said. 

I nodded my head
, “I’m just glad mom and I didn’t get to go that night.”  Just as I finished saying that my mom called.  I leaned back and groaned, “She is going to drive me crazy I swear.” I told him. 

“Go ahead and answer it, she misses you that’s all.” He said with a wink. 

“Yes mom?” I answered. 

“SOOO how is your date going sweetheart?” she asked.  I could tell she was smiling
.

“Mom it’s going fine, you should try it some time.” I told her then took another bite of food. 

Mom took in a sharp breath, “Chassis Brinn, how dare you.” She said. 

I laughed, “Mom I’m still on my date can I call you back when I get back to the dorm?” 

“That’s fine, I actually had a reason for calling but you flustered me and I can’t remember what it was now.  If I think of it I will text you.” She told me.  We told each other we loved each other then hung up.  A couple minutes later Lance excused himself to go use the restroom.  While he was gone I sent Jet a text back,
*Are you stalking me?*

A few minutes later Lance was walking back towards the table when the waitress stepped in front of him.  He looked down at her smiled then pointed at me and stepped around her. 

“Jesus she’s blunt, let’s get out of here before she attacks me or something.” He said when he reached the table.  I laughed as we walked toward the register to pay, he put his hand on my lower back leaned down and whispered, “Is that funny?  She’s kind of scary, she just bluntly asked if she could suck my dick.”

I turned and looked at him with wide eyes
, “Are you serious?” I whispered.  He nodded his head as he handed his credit card to the guy at the register, a few minutes later we were walking back to his pickup.  My cell phone with off with a text, I waited until I was in his pickup to check it.  Jet had replied
*You wish! We were sitting at the stop light and seen you two giving each other fuck me eyes.*
I didn’t bother replying, Lance climbed in his pickup then drove back to the dorms. 

J
ust as he was getting out of the pickup his cell phone rang, I could hear a guy on the other end.  Lance shook his head, “Are you fucking serious?  Just call the cops because if I have to come over there she is really going to hate me.  Is she fucking high or drunk…fine I’ll be there in a few.” He said then hung up.  “Chass, I have to go take care of some stuff, Carey is at the house bawling and throwing shit out of my room, demanding they tell her where I’m at and who I’m with.  I’m so sorry I really wanted to spend more time with you.” He told me as we walked to the dorm building, once inside the building his cell phone rang again but he ignored it. 

We stood in front of my door
, “Thank you for supper, this was a nice date.” I told him with a smile.  He gave me a smile then leaned down and kissed me on the lips, bringing his hands up he cupped my face and deepened the kiss.  He pushed me against the door as our tongues circled each other’s.  His cell phone ringing again broke our kiss, with his forehead resting against mine he pulled his phone out.

“What?” he said through gritted teeth, then kissed my lips again.  “She’s WHAT?” he practically yelled then stepped away from me.  “Okay, I’ll be there in a minute.” He said then hung up.  He bent down and kissed me hard again, “She is now setting some of my clothes on fire
in the front yard.  So I have to go get her under control.” He said. 

I laughed, actually laughed
, “Oh my god she really is psycho isn’t she?” I asked. 

“You have no idea.” He grumbled, then kissed me again
, “I’ll call you tomorrow maybe we can go out to the back to school party at the bar.” He said.  I nodded my head as he turned and walked away.

When I got inside,
I stripped down and put on my yoga pants and a t-shirt.  It was too late to call my mom back, so I decided I would watch TV for a little bit and wait for Asher to get home.  I text to see if she was actually going to stay the night at our dorm tonight, she text me back and told me that I needed to get dressed so we could go to the mall to find something to wear tomorrow night.   Before I could even reply she was walking in the dorm room,

“Get up
let’s go shopping.”

“Uhm it’s like ten thirty at night I’m sure the mall is closed.”

“Nope they stay open until one in the morning, so let’s go.” She said as she walked over to me and pulled me off the couch.  I slipped my flip flops on, pulled my hair into a pony tail, and followed her out the door. 

She turned to me,
” We have to take your car, mine has a flat tire”.  I turned around went back in the room and got my car keys, she held her hand out, I laughed “Uh no.” was all I said. 

“
Gawd, you’re so mean when it comes to that car, you’ve never let me drive it.” She whined and pouted.

“YEP,
it’s my baby and nobody else can drive it.” I said with a smile. 

On the way to the mall she grabbed my cell phone
;

“Hey! What are you doing?
Put my phone back!” I yelled at her.

“Nope, I want to see what you and Jet have been saying.” She said as she scrolled through to find his text.  She read the last one from him about how Lance and I were giving each other the “fuck me eyes”, and started laughing.  “He’s got it bad for you Chass.” She said then typed something out and sent  a text. 

“WHAT DID YOU JUST TYPE?  I swear to god I will pull this car over and push you out, at a slow speed!” I told her almost yelling. 

She read what she had sent to him
,
*Jealous much?  Maybe if you weren’t such a damn pussy you would be getting the goods that he’s getting!*
I slammed on the breaks and pulled onto the shoulder of the road, I tried to grab my phone from her but she shoved it down her shirt. 

“Damn it Asher
Lynn give me my fucking phone!” I said then heard it go off with a new text.  She pulled it out of her shirt and read his text,
*You really expect me to think you’re actually giving him anything besides a severe case of blue balls?*
By this point I had given up getting my phone back and pulled back on to the road. 

“My god he’s cocky, I have to think of a good come back for that reply.” She said while tapping her bottom lip. 

“Asher PLEASE don’t tell him I’m a virgin or anybody for that matter, I really don’t want the entire campus knowing.” I pleaded with her. 

She turned and looked at me
, “I wouldn’t do that Chass, my god I’m not that mean…OH, I thought of a reply.” Then typed out,
*I’m in sports med remember, I know how to take care of many issues.  He’s not suffering from anything, but sure has a big smile on his face.  We are wrapped around each other watching a movie.*
then she hit send. 

I was in the middle of giving her details about the date and how as soon as we pulled up to the dorm one of his roommates called and told him Carey was over there going ballistic that he was out on a date.  My cell phone went off with another
text,
*Pretty sure you’re fucking lying, look behind you, that big black semi pulling rig is me and my race team.  I know that’s you because of the KS plates.*
  Asher turned in her seat while I looked in my rear view mirror, “Well son of a bitch.” She said with a smile, the driver flipped his bright lights on and off a few times.  So I rolled my window down and flipped him the bird. 

We pulled in
to the mall parking lot and the semi followed us, just as I locked my car I was practically tackled against the door.  “So tell me Chass, how’s that cuddle time going?  You never did answer my question…Are you not wearing a bra?” Jet asked while looking down at me. 

I pushed at his chest,
“Seriously, you are a fucking stalker aren’t you?” then I leaned up on my tip toes and whispered in his ear, “No bra, no panties because Lance ripped them off of me.”  Then I pushed him away and told Asher to hurry up so we could go inside.  Right as we stepped into the mall my phone went off with another text,
*You don’t wanna play this game with me Chass, my question has still not been answered.  Does his kiss do as much to you as my “not kiss”?*
Without missing a beat I replied,
*No, his kiss does more!*
Asher read what I sent to him and started laughing, “Fire and Gasoline baby! This is going to get interesting!” she said. 

We went from clothing store to clothing store, I found a white sundress and a pair of black cowgirl boots that had pink and red roses and heart
s stitched into them.  I spent way more than I should have but I needed some new clothes to look half way decent in for school and job interviews.  I thought that we were done shopping until Asher stopped in front of a hair salon.

I looked at her
, “Hair cut time for you?” I asked. 

She gave me an evil grin
, “Nope, (she said popping the P), it’s wax time for us!”  She said then dragged me into the salon.  I was hoping she was talking about getting just our eyebrows waxed but unfortunately I knew she was talking about MORE.

Two beautiful oriental ladies walked over to us
, “Hello ladies, what can we do for you? We are having a special on “Welcome Back Wax’s” the one lady told us. 

“That’s what we will take.” Asher said.  

Forty five minutes later we were finally done having almost every damn hair waxed off our bodies in places I swore wax would never touch again.  I had a Brazilian wax done one other time and swore that it was my last.  The ladies told us to put this special cream on before bed and let it “air dry” over night by the following morning our “skin” would be back to normal.  I cussed Asher most of the way back to the dorm, “It wasn’t as bad as the other time, then again the wax didn’t feel like lava this time either.  How we could both be allergic to that certain wax is beyond me.” Asher said as we walked into our building. 

I threw my bags at the foot of my bed, grabbed a towel and showered.  When I got out Asher was looking at my phone laughing, I walked over and yanked it out of her hand
, “Seriously! You need to leave my phone alone.” I told her, then looked at what she was laughing at. 
*Since he was SO good tonight, I just had a WBW done.  Do you think he’ll like that?*
she had sent to Jet. 
*Welcome Back Wax eh?  Good to know you’re into the kinky shit.*
My eyes got big, “Really Asher..REALLY?! I’M A VIRGIN, I don’t know what KINKY shit is, and I hope my first time is enjoyable and not lased with fucking unforgettable pain by some damn stalker!” I whine yelled at her. 

She put her arm around me and whispered, “Fire and Gasoline Baby…
now go smear that cream on and air dry.” she said then walked out of my bedroom. 

The next morning I woke up, and surprisingly I wasn’t sore “down there” from the Welcome Back Wax treatment.  I put on my running clothes, and headed for the college track again.  With
Rihanna’
s ‘
Where Have You Been
’ blaring through my ear buds I stretched then started running laps.  I kept looking over my shoulder thinking that Jet would be coming out of nowhere to scare the hell out of me again.  I was in a good running rhythm when somebody stepped into stride beside me.  I jumped and screamed at first, I looked up to see Lance giving me a weird questioning look.