The Way

[TearsoftheWorld]

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Jessica
18

With a sigh Jessica twirled the car keys around her finger as she stared down the long stretch of highway in front of her. All she could see, for miles and miles, was more road. There was nothing, and everything, ahead of her.

All at once.

Finally pulling the car door open, Jess slipped into the drivers seat and shut the door behind her. The engine of her dark grey 67' Mustang roared to life a few seconds later, and shortly after that she was off like a bat out of Hell. Though she drove with resolve... Jessica had no clue where she was going. She was just driving.

Driving with nothing but the paved road ahead of her.

Without taking her eyes off the road, Jessica turned the radio on and began tapping her fingers against the steering wheel as the music began playing. With the window rolled down all the way, Jess's short blond hair kept fluttering across her forehead, though it bothered her not at all. She was young and high-spirited, carefree and cut-loose. The only companion she had was an acoustic guitar named Ellie that she kept cased up in the backseat of her car. The passenger seat directly next to her was vacant, but she didn't care.

This was her trip. This was her way.

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The woman sat near the dilapidated bus stop, its route long forgotten. The gas station she hung around had fallen into decay when the new highway was built. Like her, it was meant to be passed by, only to be stopped at by gawkers bent on seeing useless bits of the past. She adjusted her short cutoff jeans. She didn't even like wearing them, but the men she rode with did. They certainly worked, and that was all that was important. She wore a red-checkered shirt, not buttoned, but tied together at the bottom. It showed off her reasonable cleavage. Just tools of the trade.

She wondered where her way was. She never knew with whom she'd be riding next. She stuck her thumb out, and showed off some obligatory leg. She saw the truck in the distance. As it came closer, she thought, "Oh god, not this one," as she smiled at it. The truck passed her, to some relief. The sun beat down upon her, her ratty cowboy hat giving her a hot kind of shade. She sat down again, next to her faded overnight bag. Absentmindedly, she ran her fingers through her long chestnut hair.

An expensive car passed by, simply zooming past the young woman. She briefly saw its occupant, a handsome man in some sort of upscale clothing. She never saw a man like that, and wished he was the one to pick her up. The next car came. That was it. That was the car. She covered her mouth, as she realized she would be picked up. She calmed herself down a bit, and stuck her thumb out.

"Hi. Thanks for picking me up. I really appreciate it. Sorry I'm dressed like this -- it gets the men, you know. Anyway, my name's Ellie. What's yours?"