"No.no.no.no.no.no- DAMNIT!" I cry out as my car starts to rapidly slow, giving one last cough before lurching over the slight hill on the side of the road. What the- is that a boulder?!

I pull at the wheel, yanking it to the left, desperate in my attempt to keep from ramming into the 4 ft rock looming before me. Holding my breath, I push down on the brakes with all of my weight, letting out a sigh of relief as it skids to a halt before any impact can be made.

Ugh.

Grumbling, I climb from the drivers seat and slam the door behind me. Just as quickly I have to sigh again. I forgot to pop the damn hood.

What a lucky friggin' day! First my girlfriend tells me she's leaving for another woman. "It's not me, it's her." Yeah, right. Then my lovely boss decided he'd go ahead and give the promotion to Big Boobs McGee, also known as Charlotte, the floozy with the double D breasts and ass height skirts. Who was I to compete with her obvious silicone Barbie charms? Apparently to my boss a natural C and lower thigh length skirt just wasn't enough for him, the pervert. Excuse me for my non-whorish ways.

Today just wasn't working too well for me. Now, to make matters worse I'm stuck here on a deserted stretch of highway with my piece of crap car. I lean over through the open window, pulling the lever to pop the hood up. There's a jingling thump and I check my pocket.

Yup, there went my keys. I scan the ground. Of course they're nowhere in sight.

"Damnit!" I shout again, giving the tire beside me a kick for good measure. Reluctantly I kneel down next to the dusty road and bend over, looking below the car. The key's right in the middle so I shift, reaching for them. My skirt rides up but really, what does it matter? I'm in the middle of God-forsaken-nowhere anyways and by the looks of it the sun is setting. The odds of someone seeing anything-

Was that just a car that drove by?

Quickly I grab the keys in my hand and pull myself back up. I scan the road, dragging out my cell phone even as I do. Who knows what kind of psycho killer might be out cruising right now? You always hear of that kind of junk.... Okay, so maybe not always but still- movies have to base their storylines on something, right?

Craaaap, whoever it was is backing up now and my cell phone isn't even picking up a signal yet. It's a convertable. I've always wanted to ride in one of those.

'Well, at least whoever it is, I'll get to fulfill one of my dreams before they stick a pick-axe through my skull.'

As the car stops I can't help but notice that rather than being faced with some gnarly toothed leering old man there's a woman sitting in the drivers seat instead. Actually, it's a rather attractive woman at that. She steps from the car and time begins to move in slow motion. You know those moments where they always show the hot chick climbing from the car, flinging her hair over her shoulders as the wind whips at the clothes around her? Yeah, it was just like that.

I can't help but stare at her. She looks at me expectantly.

Wha-huh?! I realize with a start that she just said something though for the life of me I haven't a clue as to what it was.

"Uh- um. Excuse me?" I ask, blushing slightly.

'God, I hope she didn't notice me staring!'

I glance nervously at the ground, mortified as I feel my cheeks growing hot. That was always what I hated most about being a redhead. When I blush it's too easy to notice, bugged the crap out of me growing up. I hope that the fact that my hair's pulled back might be making it harder to spot but with my luck- oh hell, who am I kidding, she probably thinks I'm off my rocker already.

This is exactly why I stay away from "pretty" women.

I look up hesitantly.




//Okay, I'm going to stop re-editing this now and leave it as is. It's a bit tricky getting this first person, present tense thing down but it's been something I've been wanting to try. If you have any suggestions please help me out here Luc- I'm always game for constructive criticism. Hope it's not too hard to read though.//