I knew Ryder and I think I did in some respects, he would enjoy watching me. When my body was soaked, I slicked back my hair. If he was looking at me through the window, I hoped I looked hot I spent the rest of the day packing and wondering what Ryder was up to . Maybe he was a bad idea.
Chapter Nine I was disappointed when Ryder didn’t contact me before I left for school. I packed most of my stuff in a trailer, which Sayler was driving. She was going to follow me as I drove my Sol to Columbia, South Carolina. Sayler would not be joining me at college. She planned to stay close to home where she felt she was needed . Who knew what Juliet Lindner would do in her absence? I said goodbye to my Mother in the kitchen. Our farewell was bittersweet. I was anxious to start living on my own but scared to step into the unknown. “This is it mom. Thank you so much for everything. I know it has not been easy around here since dad died.” “I have not been the best mom since he died. Maybe this will be a fresh start for the both of us. I will have to learn how to use the coffee maker and take care of that damn dog.” “Yeah mom. About that dog Potato. Who names their dog after a boring food product? I could see if we lived in Idaho or something.” She laughed through tears. I cried too. My mom was quirky but I loved her. I would fill the void left by Sayler with my very close friend Max Burgess. The relationship between Max and I had been going strong in one form or another since I was in kindergarten. We went from being playmates, to hating one another, then friends, which eventually became friends with benefits. We hated each other again for a couple of weeks until the benefits kicked in again and now we were strictly friends. Knowing that Max would be there if I became terribly homesick was a comfort. I had to make it clear to him that there would be no benefits. I was assuming he would be interested, which was not necessarily the case. Ryder was in my mind. “Hey Sayler. Do they even have CB radios anymore? I can’t imagine the use for them with cell phones and Twitter.” I was planning to talk to Sayler on the way upstate. “I do not know. You will have to ask one of those 18-wheeler guys. Did you hear from the hot golfer?” “No Sayler. It’s kind of strange. We seemed to have a good thing going. We had good conversations and I even sucked him like a Dyson. He could not have any complaints in that department. It is the last time I give a blowjob on a first date.” “Don’t sweat it Jenna. He is golfing at Magnolia and you will be away at college. You live your life and allow him to live his. When you see him again your tryst will be a distant memory.” “I will chalk it up to experience. Now I have experience with an older man although he didn’t act much different than boys my own age,” I said. “What about Max Jenna?” “What about Max. We have a history but it has evolved into a plutonic friendship. I can tell him anything. He is like a big brother to me.” “I would test the waters with him again before you reveal that you blew the golfer,” Sayler warned me. “I’m not going to do anything with Max again. You are staying the night with me right Sayler?” “Absolutely. I say we order a pizza. Isn’t that what college kids do?” “Not sure. We have been eating pizza in your bedroom for years. I will call Max when we get to campus. He can join us and tell us where to get the best pie. Never mind, pie reminds me of Ryder.” “Get him off of your mind Jenna. Distant memory like I said.” “I will see you in Columbia. I am going to disconnect. I feel like rockin ’ out.” I sped off as I listened to an Iggy Azalea tune. It was another part of the mix made by my nephew – my mixologist. I was driving in the fast lane. I hummed the tune and I knew it would be in my head for the rest of the day. I was feeling the freedom of being away from home and I had not