Twisted

Chapter 15

Amy's POV

We finally got to the place at about 12:15.

It was in the woods. There were hundreds upon hundreds of trails.

"You guys wanna race?" i said.

"No fair!! You have been doing this since you were like 10!" James said.

"Ya scared?" i said.

"Yes."

"OOH I KNOW!! WE COULD GET A TWO PERSON ONE!!!! WE COULD GO TOGETHER!!!"

"Really? That wouldn't slow you down?"

"You really think that i would let you slow me down?"

"Good point. Lets get one!"

"Yay!"

We got the two person and the guys got singles. I let James drive first when i sat in the back.

"Ready?" i yelled over the engines.

"Yep!" the guys said.

I held on to James' back to tight i think i was gonna split him in two. Right when we took off... Well... My life flashed before my eyes.

"JAMES I LOVE YOU BUT YOU SUCK AT THIS!!! YOU REALLY REALLY SUCK AT THIS!!!"

"OH SHUT UP SHANNON YOU KNOW YOU LOVE IT!!"

"WE. ARE. LOOSING. TERRIBLY."

"STOP YOU'RE
DISTRACTING ME!!"

"WATCH OUT FOR THE TREE!!!"

It didn't take him long to run us off the trail. It was kind of romantic for the first five seconds. Ya know, me wrapping my arms around him, my head on his neck. But then i found out that he knew nothing about driving these and we almost DIED.

"Great, now we're lost!" i said.

"Its all because of you! You kept on distracting me while i was trying to drive!"

"Well if you weren't so crappy at driving i could distract you all i want!!"

"Wait wait wait. Stop. Fighting wont do us any good." By now we were both off the ATV and standing up.

"Its kinda nice out here... The woods and the birds... Fall leaves everywhere." i leaned into him.

"Its romantic." he said. I turned around and kissed him.

"Damn its cold.' i said.

"Oh, here." he took off his sweatshirt and gave it to me.

"Aww!! It smells like you Het."

"Shannon you're such a perv."

"I know." i said, kissing him.

"We should probably try to find our way out..."

"If we are, i'm driving!!!"

"Agreed."

I climb in the drivers seat on the ATV and James sat behind.

"You ready Het!?!"

"As I'll ever be..."

I started off at 15 then 30 then 60. I finally got to 85mph and stuck with that.

We hit a huge jump and i think James almost pissed his pants.

"What the hell!?! SLOW DOWN!!!"

"NO WAY!!! THAT'S THE FUN!!!" I yelled.

"MAYBE FOR YOU!!!"

"WELL JUST HOLD ON!!!"

"TO WHAT!?!"

"TO ME DUMBASS!!!"

"YEAH THAT WILL LOOK SO MANLY."

"HEY YOU ARE THE ONE WHO DROVE US IN THE WOODS AND YOU'RE ALREADY ON THE BACK SO JUST FREAKIN HOLD ON!!! NOW WE CAN'T FIGHT!!!"

"FINE FINE WE CAN'T FIGHT."

"JAMES!!! I THINK I SEE THE TRAIL!!!"

"YEAH!!! I SEE IT TOO!!!"

I drove onto the trail and i slowed it down. It was kind of nice.

"James, have you ever been shooting?"

"No."

"Well i'm gonna take you one day. Probably this week."

"Go shooting with you!?! Ya mad woman..."

"Aww love you babe."

"Love you too." he kissed me on the cheek.

"Hey i think i see Lars!!!" i sped up to catch up to Lars.

"DUDE!!!" I yelled for him to notice us.

"Man we've been looking for you for like 10 minutes!! The guys and I finished a while ago. We didn't know if you got lost or something."

"I THOUGHT I WAS GONNA DIE!!! Smartass here drove us off the road."

"Well lets go find the rest."

Finally we actually met up with all them.

I saw Kirk and ran up and hugged him. "POWERPUFF I THOUGHT I WOULD NEVER SEE YOU AGAIN!!!"

"Missed you too jackass."

"Guys i'm really really hungry. Do we have any food?" i asked.

"You're always hungry." James said.

"Shut up, i'm on my period. I need food. I have Niagara Falls flowing between my legs."

"That is just... wonderful. C'mon, I'll buy you some McDonalds."

"YES THANK YOU I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!" I said kissing him repeatedly.

"Well... I should start bringing you McDonalds in bed." he winked.

"That might just work, perv... Speaking of which, i'm keeping your sweatshirt." i said hugging it and biting my lip.

"Fine fine..."

"NOW LETS MOVE OUT MEN WE GOT TO MOVE IT WE HAVE FREAKING FAST. FOOD. WAITING!!!"

James scooped me up and sprinted to the car.

We got in and drove to McDonalds.