Stacie declines

The pretty brunette could see the man was already reaching for the inside handle on the passenger door to open it for her.

Stacie wasn't one to judge people on first appearances, but she was getting a bad vibe from this guy. He seemed a little to eager to help. Her mind flashed with news broadcast images of missing teens.

The volleyball captain manages a sweet smile as she looks in and makes eye contact with him.

"That's okay, sir! I only have a short way to go!" Stacie replies, quickly averting her gaze and concentrating on the shoulder of the road before her. She feels the sedan slowly start to move beside her. The driver keeps pace with her.

"Are you sure? It really looks like it's going to rain cats and dogs any minute! I'd hate for you to be caught in it!" The bearded man answers back, his voice sounding more stressed.

Stacie is getting more nervous now. She keeps her eyes to the gravel on the berm, replying, "I don't have far to go..I'm almost there!"

"Please..just let me alone!" Stacie pleads as he continues to roll beside her as the sprinkles of rain turn to a light, but steady drizzle.

The team captain sees him drive past her and swerve onto the shoulder in front of her, cursing at her as he does so.