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Authors: Casey Peeler
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will have our project finished and can have fun the rest of the semester.”
“So, when and where are we meeting?”
“Let’s meet during class time at the picnic tables between the dorms. That is unless you want to meet in my dorm room?” Joe says with a wink.
“I think option 1 will be just fine. So, I’ll meet you there Friday. Bye, Joe.” I turn around as I leave to walk back across campus with a smile plastered on my face.
He waves and smiles. Oh, that smile. I seriously hope I can keep enough distance between us because I already know how this scenario will play out. Girl falls for boy, boy falls for girl, shit happens, and boy breaks girl’s heart.
The rest of the day goes as planned. Class, more class, studying, and getting ready for the next day. I wake up Thursday morning and decide to take my time getting ready. I don’t have class until nine, and I have to meet Cash this afternoon.
I take extra time to get ready. I curl my hair and then pull half of it up, grab my cut-off stone washed jean shorts, blue plaid button up shirt and my white cord sandals. I want to look like myself, plain ‘ol Charley when I see Cash today. I don’t want him to read too much into this situation. I can’t hurt him; I love him too much.
Class flies by and before I know it, I’m telling Georgia and Caroline I’ll be back by supper. They both look at me like whatever. Then they inform me that we are going shopping right after class tomorrow because we’re going to Hank’s Tavern Saturday night.
“What’s Hank’s Tavern?” I ask curiously.
“It’s this redneck bar that is like five minutes from campus. Everyone says they got the best pizza and steak around, but on Saturday night there’s a lot of bumpin’ and grindin’ going on, especially when Southern’s classes are in session.” Georgia states as she tries to do her best bumpin’ and grindin’ impression. I can’t help but laugh. Now I know why that girl likes to drink liquid courage in a glass!
“Sounds like fun! But I’m not eighteen yet.”
“Don’t worry, Charley, someone will get us in. We’ll work on that tomorrow.”
Okay, see y’all in a little while.” I walk downstairs, down the stoop, text Cash, and get into my Honda. I feel like I haven’t driven in forever. I open the sunroof, crank up the local country station and down the highway I go.
I make it to Hooters in record time and think that I’m going to have to wait on Cash. When I turn into the parking lot, I can see his truck. Like I’ve said before, he’s my knight in an F250 and a pair of Carhartts. Today is no different, the closer I get to that truck the more butterflies I begin to feel inside my stomach. This can’t be happening. I can’t get that close to him, not now. I have too much going for me.
I put the car in park, close the sunroof, and take a minute to fix my hair before getting out. As I’m about to open my door, Cash opens it for me. “Hey, Char,” as he wraps his strong arms around me. The arms that have always been there for me.
“Hey, Char, here’s your bag. I hope everything’s there. And just so you know, your mama might be onto your game. Just a hunch,” he says with a wink.
“Thanks, Cash.” I give him a kiss on the cheek.
“Let’s go eat.”
Cash and I have a fun-filled afternoon laughing at what’s been going on at home, the waitresses in the Hooters getup, and old times. At times, I catch Cash looking at me like he used to. Those beautiful eyes full of hope and wishing that we were together again. I try my best not to look at him the same way.
“Oh crap, Cash. I didn’t realize it was gettin' so late. The girls at school are waiting on me for supper.”
“We’re having so much fun. Why don’t you text them and tell them your plans have changed?”
“Cash,
“So, when and where are we meeting?”
“Let’s meet during class time at the picnic tables between the dorms. That is unless you want to meet in my dorm room?” Joe says with a wink.
“I think option 1 will be just fine. So, I’ll meet you there Friday. Bye, Joe.” I turn around as I leave to walk back across campus with a smile plastered on my face.
He waves and smiles. Oh, that smile. I seriously hope I can keep enough distance between us because I already know how this scenario will play out. Girl falls for boy, boy falls for girl, shit happens, and boy breaks girl’s heart.
The rest of the day goes as planned. Class, more class, studying, and getting ready for the next day. I wake up Thursday morning and decide to take my time getting ready. I don’t have class until nine, and I have to meet Cash this afternoon.
I take extra time to get ready. I curl my hair and then pull half of it up, grab my cut-off stone washed jean shorts, blue plaid button up shirt and my white cord sandals. I want to look like myself, plain ‘ol Charley when I see Cash today. I don’t want him to read too much into this situation. I can’t hurt him; I love him too much.
Class flies by and before I know it, I’m telling Georgia and Caroline I’ll be back by supper. They both look at me like whatever. Then they inform me that we are going shopping right after class tomorrow because we’re going to Hank’s Tavern Saturday night.
“What’s Hank’s Tavern?” I ask curiously.
“It’s this redneck bar that is like five minutes from campus. Everyone says they got the best pizza and steak around, but on Saturday night there’s a lot of bumpin’ and grindin’ going on, especially when Southern’s classes are in session.” Georgia states as she tries to do her best bumpin’ and grindin’ impression. I can’t help but laugh. Now I know why that girl likes to drink liquid courage in a glass!
“Sounds like fun! But I’m not eighteen yet.”
“Don’t worry, Charley, someone will get us in. We’ll work on that tomorrow.”
Okay, see y’all in a little while.” I walk downstairs, down the stoop, text Cash, and get into my Honda. I feel like I haven’t driven in forever. I open the sunroof, crank up the local country station and down the highway I go.
I make it to Hooters in record time and think that I’m going to have to wait on Cash. When I turn into the parking lot, I can see his truck. Like I’ve said before, he’s my knight in an F250 and a pair of Carhartts. Today is no different, the closer I get to that truck the more butterflies I begin to feel inside my stomach. This can’t be happening. I can’t get that close to him, not now. I have too much going for me.
I put the car in park, close the sunroof, and take a minute to fix my hair before getting out. As I’m about to open my door, Cash opens it for me. “Hey, Char,” as he wraps his strong arms around me. The arms that have always been there for me.
“Hey, Char, here’s your bag. I hope everything’s there. And just so you know, your mama might be onto your game. Just a hunch,” he says with a wink.
“Thanks, Cash.” I give him a kiss on the cheek.
“Let’s go eat.”
Cash and I have a fun-filled afternoon laughing at what’s been going on at home, the waitresses in the Hooters getup, and old times. At times, I catch Cash looking at me like he used to. Those beautiful eyes full of hope and wishing that we were together again. I try my best not to look at him the same way.
“Oh crap, Cash. I didn’t realize it was gettin' so late. The girls at school are waiting on me for supper.”
“We’re having so much fun. Why don’t you text them and tell them your plans have changed?”
“Cash,
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