The Real World II

[Darion McNair]

"Interesting?" Josh replied, raisign his eyebrows. "This might take a minute." he finished with a laugh. "Oh I got one." his face lit up, glad that he had an idea. "Do you remember your dreams?"

"Um, well." she replied, sheepishly. "Sometimes." She figeted with the things she was carrying in order to avert his eyes.

"Oh but please." Josh said, leaning an elbow on the shopping cart and shotting a sly smirk at her. "Do tell."

[Iwant2bafencer]

Chelsea laughed and watched him carefully.

"You want me to tell you about my dreams?"

"Yeah," Josh replied with a smile.

Nice smile. Chelsea thought and then shook the thought away. "You know dreams are supposed to tell a persons soul."

Josh wrinkled his nose. "Uh sure, so tell me about your soul."

Chelsea rolled her eyes. "So what kind of dreams are you looking for?"

[Darion McNair]

"Oh, any kinda at all." Josh said. "As loing as it's interesting. You DID say interesting, remember?"

[Iwant2bafencer]

"Aye I remember, interesting dream." Chelsea bit her bottom lip as she tossed her sheets in the cart and hugged her pillow as she thought. "Well, one time when I was little I had a dream that I was in a dinasour book and was nearly crushed by a rather large wooden hammer." She blushed. I can't believe I'm telling him my dreams.

[Darion McNair]

Josh laughed hard. "That's great." he said, still chuckling. "Mine aren't nearly that abstract. They usually involve a villan that's trying to kill me. A game of cat and mouse is usually involved. That kinda thing." He put his hand up and rested his cheek on his fist, looking right at her. "Oh and there's always the beautiful girl in there to make things 'interesting'."

[Iwant2bafencer]

"Yeah, those help." She became interested in the contents of their cart as she tried to hide her deepening blush. "I don't think I've ever been chased in my dreams. I just get odd everyday type things. They're erm . . rather odd."

She glanced up at him and grinned before realizing the line had moved a little. She pushed the cart up and they both leaned back on it.

"Ok, I want a dream of yours. Good and exciting." She smiled.

[Darion McNair]

"Well okay." Josh began. "I remember one of them, I was in my old high school and I was being chased by a guy who always hated me. Only, he had a really really big gun and guess what I had?"

"Ummm...." Chelsea wondered. "a knife?"

"A Super Soaker." Josh replied. Chelsea burst out laughing. Josh continued. "Yeah so my crush from a few years back suddenly appears out of no where and warns me and suddenly I get the idea in my head that I hneed to get to the gym." He stood straight up and started using hand motions for dramatic affect. "Dodging bullets all the way there I run through the double doors of the gym and see that, amazingly, it was a fighter hangar. And it had one fighter in it. There was only one problem."

"What was that?" Chelsea asked, the suspense showing in her face.

" My crush was still with me and there was only room in the jet for one person." Josh said. Chelsea gasped.

"Oh no, what did you do?"

"I let her take the jet, and I was shot in the back helping her into the fighter." Josh shrugged. "And then I woke up."

[Iwant2bafencer]

"Oh," Chelsea laughed and quickly covered her mouth. "How very noble of you." She tried to keep a straight face but she started laughing again.

Josh rolled his eyes and pushed the cart forward again. They were nearly to the register finally.

"I'm glad you find my getting shot so amusing." He replied.

"Oh well if you were shot in real life I most certainly wouldn't find it amusing. However, when it involves a high school bully, a super soaker, and a fighter jet in a dream, that's funny."

Josh put on his best 'I'm hurt look'. "Thanks."

Chelsea laughed. "Oh you're not the least bit hurt." She poked at his side and he squirmed.

"Oh dear, I think I've found a weak spot." She grinned slyly.

[Darion McNair]

"Obviously." he replied and poked her back. She squirmed as well. "But I'm sure you've got one too." He reached a hand over and tickled her in the side. Chelsea laughed loudly, drawing quite a lot of attention.

"NEXT!" the cashier yelled, as if she had already said it a few times already. "Are you two gonna buy something oir just sit there all day?"

[Iwant2bafencer]

Chelsea's face immediately turned red again as she gave Josh a look. He winked and pushed the cart forward, unloading it's contents.

"Good Afternoon ma'am." He grinned to the cashier. She gave him a glare in return.

She finished scanning everything and then looked to Chelsea.

"Are you going to pay for that or am I going to have to call security?" She asked rather hotly.

"I beg your pardon?" Chelsea asked unsure of what the woman was talking about.

The Cashier rolled her eyes. "The pillow. Are you paying for it or is it perminately attached to you?"

Chelsea glanced to Josh and then straightened, slapping the pillow down next to the cash register.

"Actually he's paying for it and there's no reason to be rude to us, we are helping you by being customers in your store which helps your pay are we not?" She snapped back, folding her arms over her chest.

Josh raised his eyebrows, unaware that Chelsea had a mean side.

[Darion McNair]

"Ummm." Josh muttered. "I think that'll cover it." He handed the cashier the money. "Keep the change." The two of them grabbed their stuff and headed out as quickly as possible. "Well that was interesting, you aren't much for diplomacy are you?"

"How could you tell?" she asked. They came to his truck and they started loading the stuff into the utility box.

"Maybe to save some bloodshed you should let me handle things next time, okay darling?" he said. Both of them were on passenger side anyway so Josh took the oportunity to open the door for Chelsea. She smiled and thanked him. As she started to climb in, she suddenly felt his warm lips on her cheek.

[Iwant2bafencer]

Chelsea stopped, one foot on the running board and the other on the ground. Her face immediately grew hot.

"What was that for?" She questioned, deciding it was a better angle than doing a cartwheel there in the parking lot.

[Darion McNair]

Josh shrugged, arm resting on the top of the door. "Does a guy need a reason?" His southern accent became a bit more evident. "If I was wrong, please tell me and it'll never happen again."

[Iwant2bafencer]

Chelsea blushed and bit her lip quietly for a time. Josh turned to walk to his side but she quickly grabbed his arm and returned the favor, kissing his cheek.

"Thank you." She stated a little nervously before quickly climbing into the truck. She feared her face would become red perminately.

[Darion McNair]

Josh smiled a bit. "No, thank you." he said. Walking around to the driver's side he climbed in. "Now to get this stuff back to school. I'm starving."

"You are huh?" She replied, her face still a bit red. "We can grab something on the way back. I saw a...oh what was it....Ruby Tuesday's on the way here."

"I don't know darlin, I'm not sure how much I have left." He replied, turning the key in the ignition and starting his truck.

[Iwant2bafencer]

"Tell you what, we'll go back to campus, scrounge something to hold us off until after your class and then we'll go grab dinner, my treat."

Josh started to protest at her paying.

"Josh, you payed for my bedding, it's only fair that I at least buy you dinner. Oreo milk shake and all." She grinned. More her grin simply grew wider, Chelsea wondered if she would stop smiling all night now.

[Darion McNair]

Have it your way then." Josh replied, conceeding. He pulled out of the parking lot and got onto the main road. "Are all British women as insistant as you?" he laughed. "All that Wal-Mart shopping almost made me forget that I have class soon."

"Yes, we insistant British women usually make men forget a lot of things." she laughed in return.

[Iwant2bafencer]

Chelsea stole another glance over at Josh before settling down in her seat. She quietly watched the buildings fly by out her passenger window, trying to memorize where she was in case she needed to come back.

"So what's your last class anyway?" She asked, her eyes still focused out the window.

[Darion McNair]

"Art History." he returned, not sounding very happy about it. "If ever I were to skip a class . . ." he trailed off. "I'll get over it though. How about you?" he posed the question just as he turned the truck onto the college campus and headed for the dorm.

[Iwant2bafencer]

Chelsea shook her head. As she tried to name each building they passed.

"I'm done for today, I have two more classes tomorrow." She smiled at his lack of enthusiasm for history. "So I take it you're not a big History fan eh kiddo?"