Over and Out

Emma Hamilton is dealing with being a senior while having a crush on Jackson Reeder who she can't seem to shake. With her two best friends as side kicks at her side, can she take the heat or will she melt under school and the pressure of the guy?


17. Kids

"You know that feeling when you wake up on a Sunday, and just wake up feeling so happy and calm because you know you have no obligations that day. That you can just have a day to relax and enjoy the day?" I turned and asked Jackson.

We were sitting in his truck on our way to the dealership. We had been driving for half an hour and it was silent until I decided to be brave and talk.

"Yeah, I love that feeling," he turned and smiled at me, "Why?"

"Well you ruined that for me today." I turned and looked outside my window to hide my smirk.

He gawked, "We're going to look at cars. What is better than that?"

"Let me think-pizza, ice-cream, macaroni and cheese, Dylan O'Brien, Gossip Girl," I turned to him, "I could go on and on...."

"Okay, okay I get it." he took both hands off the wheel and held them up in his defense.

"Both hands on the wheel!" I screeched and felt my heart skip ten beats.

"Relax Emma. I'm a good driver, you know that by now." He smiled.

I laughed and smiled, "Well at least keep one hand on the wheel. I'd like to be alive when we make it to the dealership."

He rolled his eyes as I reached forward and turned up the radio a little bit. We sat in the car and just listened to the music as he drove and I watched the  move past me too quickly for me to take any mental pictures.

"Remember junior year, ARP study hall?" 

I heard his voice from the side of my head, but didn't move.

"There were a lot of study halls, I don't remember every single one. Why?" I started chewing on my lip.

"Alex, Gavin and I would go in to Mrs. Vandehay to finish our math quizzes, and you would sometimes go in to finish yours too.."

It was silent for a little bit and I racked by brain to remember that. Truthfully, I remembered it clear as day as soon as it came to me. I would go in there just to talk to Jackson. Mrs. Vandehay never understood why I never finished my quizzes by the time the bell rang because I had an A in her class. 

"Yeah, I remember," I turned and looked at him, "Why?"

"Well, one day you walked in and sat down at the table where all of us guys were sitting at. You came down to talk to Alex, but then we started talking. I didn't remember by calculator and Gavin was being a douche and wouldn't let me borrow yours. I remember that you were in the middle of doing your problem but you lent me yours anyways." he said.

I looked at his eyes and saw that he blinked a few times and then scratched the side of his face.

"Okay....still not following here..." I laughed lightly.

"I don't know why I brought that up. I guess I was just thinking about how we're seniors this year and that led me to think about the past. Sorry, random I know."

"No, it's okay. I actually remember that too. You kept distracting me while I was taking my test. You kept talking about something and I was trying to ignore you..." I turned the radio down a little bit.

It stayed silent and all I could hear was the wind being pushed against us as he drove.

"It's scary, isn't it?" I looked straight ahead.

"What is?" he asked.

"That we're seniors. Just think about it, we have spent four years of our lives there and on one day, it's all going to be over." I nodded my head back and forth in disbelief.

"I know what you mean. I haven't really told anyone this, but I'm scared as hell to graduate. High School is all I know."

"Everyone's scared. But you'll go off to college and realize that you were worried about nothing. Or at least that's what I keep hearing." I shrugged.

He didn't say anything back. I wanted to keep talking to him but I could tell that him not responding was his way of making a notion that he didn't want to talk anymore. 

The music played softly as we kept driving. I leaned my head against the window and stared at the gravel and tried to focus on one spot but failed because Jackson was driving too fast.

"Remember junior year in Ms. Hoensee's English class? You sat ahead of me at a table and I sat at a different one behind you?"

"Yes, I do remember that. Are we going down memory lane today?" I laughed.

"Just let me finish. I promise it's a good story."

"Fine, fine -As you were," I giggled.

"We had ten minutes left a class and she let us talk because we finished the lesson plan early. You turned side ways in your chair to talk to your friend who was across the class room and I turned side ways in mine. I was talking to the kid who was sitting next to you, what was his name?"

"Owen," I said, but it sounded more of like an unsure question.

"Owen, that's it," he snapped his fingers, "Anyways, Owen and I were talking and then I turned to you and said, "Johnson, whats up?" We didn't talk since seventh grade and I remember you turned to me and gave me the funniest look. We started talking about something random and then I noticed that you were wearing boots that had a hole in them,"

"My uggs," I smiled.

"Yeah, which by the way are still ugly,"

"They are not!" I dropped my jaw in a smile.

"They are too, anyways, I told you that you needed a new pair of boots and you laughed a little and said that you should get a pair of steel toed boots like the one's I was wearing that day. And then you talked about how good they would look with skinny jeans and skirts, but I thought you said a skirt over a pair of jeans," 

"And then you said, "What the hell?" I laughed remembering. 

"Right," he chuckled, "And then the bell rang and you got up and left."

"Okay, I do remember that actually, but why the sudden jog of memory?" I raised my eyebrow.

"That was the day that we started talking again and became friends again." he smiled and turned to me.

I turned to him and looked at his eyes. Little did he know that I had the memory burned in the back of my head like I was branded by it. Two months later I realized that I developed a crush on him and after that it was all down hill. I swallowed and then cleared my head,

"I guess you're right." I averted my eyes straight forward again.

"And it's been complete hell ever since." I gave a crooked smile.

"Whatever you say Hamilton" he chuckled.


We arrived at the first dealership and hour and fifteen minutes later. As we pulled in Jackson asked,

"Do you know what you're looking for?" he pulled into a parking spot and turned the car off. 

I started unbuckling my seatbelt as he did too.

"I want another chevy cruze."

"Why would you want another one of those? Your other one broke down!" he got out of his car.

I rolled my eyes and opened up my car door. As I was getting out I talked louder so he could hear me,

"Because it has been my dream car ever since I was a sophomore and I like them." I said to him as he walked over to me.

"You don't want something cooler, like a truck?" he raised his eyebrows up and down with a smirk on his face.

"Nah, I'll just stick to driving your's" I patted his shoulder and shut my door.

We walked up the walkway to the front building and I saw a few people looking at cars in the parking lot and got nervous. I don't do well talking to new people, let alone about cars. All I knew is that I wanted another Cruise.

"I'm scared," I leaned over and whispered to Jackson.

"You'll be fine. They're gonna grill you about mpg and how many miles you want on it, and the transmission and other stuff. Just don't let the talk you into a price range or something you don't want." we made it to the door and he opened it up for me so I could walk in first. 

"I have no idea what you just said. I am seriously freaking out," my stomach started to gurgle and my face started heating up as it usual did. 

We made our way to the second and last set of doors and Jackson reached for the handle behind me,

"You'll be okay. I'm right behind you," he said in a hushed tone.

"If they ask anything about the motor or belt, or that kind of stuff then I'll cut in. They'll take me more seriously than you," he walked in the door behind me and I stopped a few feet away from the front service desk.

"Deal" I said staring ahead of me.

There were cars that were parked inside that were on display. They were so shiny I could see reflection across the room. I turned to my right and saw a guy walking towards us with a huge smile on his face. He had on a red polo with khakis and black shoes. He had a black thick folder in his hands with a pen in it. He walked up to us and offered his hand,

"Hi. My name is Rick, how can I help you kids today?"

Jackson held out his hand and shook it,

"Firm handshake you got there kid," he smiled at Jackson.

"Thank you. Emma here is looking for a car." he put his hand on my shoulder and I just about died.

"Well Emma, do you know what you want?" he said with the same smile on his face.

"I want a Chevy Cruze," I said quietly.

"It just so happens that we have quite a few of those in our lot. Would you kids like to go take a look?" he started walking out the door before I could even answer.

"Sure" I said still in a hushed tone. 

Jackson and I started walking behind him,

"Are you sure we should be trusting a guy who looks like he works at Target help me find a car?" I said in a hushed tone through my teeth so it looked like I wasn't saying anything.

"I don't know, but if he calls me kid one more time I will drive one of these cars over him," Jackson whispered back. 

I laughed and then covered my mouth so Rick couldn't hear me. We walked across the car lot eight rows down until we reached two rows of chevy cruzes.

"Do you know what color?" he said stopping in front of the first car.

"My other one was Autumn Bronze," I looked at the row of cars and then at him. It was sunny so I had to use my hand as a shield from the sun.

"And what were you thinking about for the Turbo?" he asked while opening up his folder. He clicked his pen and started writing something down.

"Oh, I don't really know.....what that means?" I turned and looked up at Jackson.

"She'd like to avoid Turbo Diesel, 2LT, and the LTZ. She's a good kid, but she doesn't really care about saving the environment. She also needs a car with four wheel drive for the weather." he said stepping in for me. I smiled and blushed because I felt like I had a body guard.

Rick stopped writing down what he was writing and looked up at Jackson. His smile was gone and he pointed his finger at Jackson,

"I'm sorry. I don't believe I caught your name before..."

"Jackson" he answered Rick.

"Jackson, right. Well you sure do know a lot about cars." he folded his folder back up and held it at his side.

"I'm thinking the Eco Cruze would be right for her then. Right this way," he held out his hand and motioned for us to start walking. 

About thirteen cars later he stopped in front of a brown Chevy Cruze,

"This right here is your car Emma," he walked up to the front of car that was the exact same color as my old one and stood in front of it. 

"There's automatic transmission available, ultra-low resistant tires, rear spoiler, four wheel drive, unique front fascia air dam, lower front grille air shutter-"

"What about the EPA and MPG? Is there at least six speed manual transition with an overdrive gear set?" Jackson walked up the car and knelt down and started pressing his hand on one of the tires.

"Yes, six speed manual transition and 42 MPG offering and estimated EPA."

"How many miles?" Jackson stood up and walked over to the window and looked inside of it. 

"It's used, so there's a little over 48,000."

"Not bad," Jackson looked at me.

I smiled and walked over to him. 

"It's nice, looks just like my old one," I looked inside.

"Her last Cruze broke down unexpectedly because the belt stopped working. There were no signals before, will this Cruze do the same?" Jackson looked up and leaned his arm on top of the roof of the car.

"No, it shouldn't. The last cause may have been because of an over due oil change or a leakage-"

"In the brake fluids." Jackson cut him off.

"Yes. We will have our repair building look it over if you want this car before you take it home." he said smiling again.

"How fresh are the break pads?"

"Brand new ones right before we parked her out here,"

"What would the down payment be?"

"A thousand. And then monthly would be $240 without your insurance." he looked over at me.

"My dad knows about that stuff." I smiled at Rick, "I will have to bring him here next time so he can take a look at it."

"Of course. I will put a sign out here that says unavailable so no one else will try to snatch her up." He smiled at me and Jackson and then made his way over to us.

"It was a pleasure helping you both out today," he stuck out his hand once again for us to shake it.

"Thank you Rick, we'll be getting back to you," Jackson shook his hand and then so did I.

"If he knows this much about cars at this young age, you better not let him get away. You got yourself a keeper," he winked at me and then turned around to walk back into the dealership

"We're not dating" I said loudly and shoved my hands in my back pockets.

"So..." I said to Jackson and started walking off the car lot.

"That was lucky! You found your car in less than an hour," he pulled out his set of car keys.

"I'll have to call my dad and tell him tonight. Thanks for your help back there," I pointed behind me, "I would have been so lost and would have walked out of here with a bike if it weren't for you,"

He pressed the unlock button on his key fob and the unlocking noise went off.

"Anytime Hamilton. If you ever need engine help or an oil change, I can help you with that too." 

I squinted and smiled at him, "Thanks," I used my hands to block the sun again.

We both got in his car and shut our doors.

He started the car as I buckled my seatbelt,

"So, lunch?" he asked me while reaching for his seatbelt.

"Oh, you don't have to. I feel bad enough I already wasted half your Sunday," I heard my heart pounding.

"I thought I was wasting your time," he smiled crookedly at me and snapped his seat belt in place.

"Thats, right. I forgot," I narrowed my eyes at him and pretended to look pissed.

"So the least I can do is buy you lunch," he started backing up.

"I guess so," I tried to keep my pissed face going.

"So, where too?" he stopped at the stop sign and looked at me.

"I could really go for a grilled cheese right now," I smiled sweetly at him so he wold get the hint.

"Alright, grilled cheese it is," he turned his blinker on and took a right as soon as he was good to go.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"You'll see," he turned to look at me and quickly winked and then looked back at the road.

Was he trying to give me heart palpations? 




****Hey guys, so not sure how many of you are keeping up with this story or are actually reading it but tomorrow I have to baby sit from like seven until one in the morning and then Im going to have to drive home in crappy weather so I won't have time to update. So, instead I thought I would make this chapter extra long, hope thats okay :) I don't like doing these author note at the end of this story but I had to for this one. Hope you all had a good holiday!"

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