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"Well dahlin, looks like mah mind's made up. " Charlotte brought her hands to her shoulders and gently ran them down the front of her shirt. "Wheah, oh weah...

She paused dramatically.

"Did I leave mah shoes...?" She stood up, moving to her backpack, which she grabbed with one hand. "Ah'll be ready in a minute."

She walked to the bathroom, with the bag in hand, a broad smile on her face. With a final grin, she slammed the door shut behind her.

"So that means I gotta go get dressed." I groaned, standing myself.

"Don't forget socks." Kaila remarked as I headed towards the hall. "or your phone."

"So... Two Miles..." I heard Helen remark as I closed the door behind me. I rummaged through my bag, hunting down the most comfortable clothes. Clean Socks, a pair of Jeans... Forget a shower, I'll be getting... ah crap, I realized with a start. I was gonna have to fill the fuel filter. Since it had been raining... I glanced out the window at the fog. It could have been my imagination, but it seemed darker. Well, I had better hope it didn't start raining again, because then it would be a lot more work to get the Diesel going again. Good thing Charlotte was coming in that case, I chuckled to myself, I might need somebody to help me push.

My phone buzzed frantically on the bed. And I Momentarily stopped to look at it. A message from Kaila popped up, and I grabbed it, texting her back.

Helen and I bet you can't get into her today.

I grumbled at the thought. It seemed silly but fun. Wait, a second, Helen had said.

I thought I wasn't supposed to get Greedy.

I quickly jotted back. Damn I hated these things. Couldn't really get into the sexting stuff, much to Kaila's dismay. She occasionally would send me sexy pictures, but most of the time, her lovely words sufficed.

Little Tip: Pull her Hair when you're Making out. Works Every time. That's from Helen.

I Groaned a bit at the thought. The little message lay there, somehow almost seeming like a challenge. Kaila often would spend far too long on her phone, but it was one of those things I had to get used to. She was GOOD at it, I had to remember, whereas I was more of the older school of technology. Heck with it, I wanted to be with Charlotte, and if Helen was just giving me the go ahead, then...

Ok, You're On. What do I win if it happens?

I took a breath, then shoved my phone into the breast pocket of a Hawaiian shirt that I was wearing open. Layering was the plan today, because I wasn't sure about the weather. The forecast app gave a lovely little 50% chance of rain, which told me exactly nothing.

I walked to the main Room to find Charlotte standing by the door, dressed in her emerald green shirt and jeans, with that same floppy hat that I had seen her in the first time. Her hair was loose now, and she smiled at me brightly.

"So you do have ah gas cahn, raight?" She asked with a smirk.

"In the Van, yeah." I nodded. "So guess we're heading there first."

My phone buzzed again, and I glanced over at Helen and Kaila, who sat innocently in the chairs, pointedly not looking at the phone that Kaila had until a minute before been tapping at.