Pushing the Limits

Chapter 2

Have you ever had those moments where you see a really cute guy and your brain turns to complete mush? Yeah well that's basically how I felt right then except multiplied by about ten because that's just how hot this guy was. He had messy dark brown-black hair and piercing ice blue eyes that seemed to be trying to contain amusement. Seriously, being that hot should be like illegal or something.

Apparently I had been staring for way too long because when his voice finally snapped me out of my daze, I realized both my uncle and Richard were gone. "Enjoying the view?" Was what brought me out of my coma and I narrowed my eyes, so he was one of them. One of those egotistical bastards that think they're God or something. Yup, hotness factor has just decreased ten-fold.

I rolled my eyes and tried to play of my staring and picked up my bags, "No, it's just I've never seen a person that held such an uncanny resemblance to someone I know?"

Lucas smiled and leaned against the truck, "I have been compared to some celebrities before." He said, winking at me and I just laughed dryly at his statement.

"I was actually going to say my great Aunt Imogene, but whatever helps you sleep at night." I said, lying through my teeth. I gave his shoulder a mock sympathetic pat before walking past him and onto the porch. I couldn'y help but wince at my reply to him, it sucked and I knew it. I didn't have anytime to think of anything witty and that slipped out, I need to work on that.

As soon as I walked through the door I couldn't help but be wrapped in the warmth of the interior of the house. The house had always been like that, it wasn't huge but it was cozy and felt like home so I didn't care. I guessed that I'd be staying in the guestroom I had always slept in when we visited, now it was just a matter of remembering where that was.

I slowly trudged down the hall, glancing at each of the three doors that led into different curiously and opening each one. Finally, after checking two of the doors, I opened the third to find my room. I tossed my stuff on the bed and wondered if Lucas was actually going to bring me my bags, I doubted it.

I was correct because when I walked back outside, my bags were sitting there in the dirt, Lucas nowhere to be seen.

Jerk.

I rolled my eyes and heaved the last two bags inside the house and to my room.

I had barely begun to unpack when suddenly I was being tackled into a hug. I caught a glimpse of red hair and was trying my best to keep from screaming.

Suddenly I was free from the death grip and there in front of me stood a girl. She was probably about my age, with long strawberry blonde hair. I was still shaken from her assault but she just smiled at me like everything was perfectly normal, which it was not. What is normal about a stranger bursting into your new room and hugging you?!

She then seemed to take into account that I was basically in shock and she smiled apologetically, "Whoops, didn't mean to scare you. I was just really excited," she said sheepishly.

"You don't say," I murmured quietly, finally able to calm my heart rate.

"You probably think I'm crazy now, right? I swear to you I'm not, it's just that your Uncle said you were here and I was just really excited to meet you. I'm kind of a hugger," she said with a small shrug and a timid smile.

"Well, okay then, but it'd really help if I knew who you were," I suggested, taking a seat on my bed as I looked at her. She was shorter than I was and she had this bubbly kind of look to match her personality.

"Oh yeah, I'm Jessica but you can call me Jess," she explained, "I live on one of the neighboring farms, we moved here a few years back." She seemed relieved that I was freaking about because of her surprise attack, or making her leave.