"Hey Mark! Over here!" Says Jessica as she points to a view stop on the side of the highway. Mark slows down his 2016 Buick Cascada as they pull into the viewing area. Jessica quickly unbuckled herself, her light mahogany hair flowing in the slight breeze of the 70 degree day.
"Hey wait up! damn it Jess." Mark curses as he struggles to unbuckle himself, his white tank top caught in the seat buckle. After a slight bit of frustrated maneuvering, Mark gets out of the car and shuts the door behind him, following Jess to the railing. In front of them a view of Lake Winnipesaukee, the waves flowing meticulously across the water, cirrus clouds rolling through the sky, the snow capped mountains still visible after the storm a couple weeks ago. Jessica smiles warmly as she takes Mark's hand leading him to the railing to look upon the scene in front of them.
"Wow" Jess sighs out in awe, "This isn't something you can see everyday y'know." She says re-adjusting her knee high skirt as it sways in the breeze.
"Yeah, it is way different than home." Mark replies bending over relaxing his arms against the railing. "Just remember both our parents want us back before Tuesday, by then we should be ready for...well the thing." Mark says solemnly.
"Hey don't be such a wuss, just because your grandfather had it doesn't mean you will." Replies Jessica as she pops him in the shoulder.
"Hey! Ow, thanks for the bruise." He says sarcastically, chuckling. Jessica giggles.
"C'mon we got more sights to see!" Jessica jogs back to the car and hops into the passenger seat, her 32b cups bouncing slightly as she excitedly gets seated. Mark follows suit as he strides over to the drivers side and pulls the car out of the side stop back onto the highway, the winding roads leading them to Tilton New Hampshire.
"Hey, Mark."
"Yeah Jess?"
"Why me?"
"Why you what?"
"I know that we have been going out for a while, but you know, I'm not the best, hell, half the time i cant even pay for the shit we go out to do."
"Don't doubt yourself, you're great jess, if anything i should be asking that."
"Why, you're nice and kind and understanding."
"Yeah well im scrawny, i am failing classes and barely scraping through some other classes, I mean look at what I'm wearing, a tank top with a pocket on the left side of my chest and cargo shorts with socks and sandals! That screams terrible choice of clothes."
"Its that that attracted me though, you don't judge others for what they are or wear, its not the appearance its the emotion."
"Yeah well i bet the stutter and embarrassment I felt being around others in general was appealing two." mark snorts, jessica punches him in the shoulder again, this time a lil harder.
"Stop it, if I really cared about all that I wouldn't be here, now enough about you, i wanna know what you like about me Mark."
"How about the sadism?"
"Is my bf a masochist?"
"No! Heh, no i mean i could use less of that, I could have a couple broken bones by the end of this vacay." Mark chuckles as he follows route three through Laconia to Gilford.
"I will be sure to remember you like sadism mr. Paper skin." She giggles.
"-sigh- Well if you want to know, I enjoy your laughter, your sense of fun, your activity and outgoing nature. You are actually the opposite of me, a couch potato, gaming video watching nerd." Mark takes one hand off the steering wheel to rake his light hazel hair with his free hand before putting it back. "And don't get me started on how you look."
Jessica blushes. "D-don't say anything."
"I won't trust me i wanna stay as pg as i can in the car."
"I-I get it...but what about-"
"You don't need to bring that up, it doesn't matter and frankly I don't care for it. You are you and right now, I love you." Mark says as he drives past gunstock acres to the house they found for rent on craigslist. "We are here anyways." He unbuckled himself and walks up to the slider and opens the screen door and glass door to the dark brown two story house. On the inside was a black leather couch, spin chair, and recliner on a white ruffled carpet. The kitchen just adjacent to the upholstery in the same room. A bartender looking bar with 3 stools against it sits next to a tiled floor where the cooking takes place, cabinets and drawers adorn the walls and ground, a dining table a meter away from the bar.
"Hey Mark! Who are they?" Jessica asks as a Carbon Black 2015 Dodge Charger Hellcat pulls into the driveway with us.
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Ever Evolving...
RandomA story idea i had about a character that changes with the change of day, whether it be physically or mentally. His rapid progression invites wonder and speculation from a wide variety of people and fictional characters that also exist in this world...
