Blue Jeans
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Zacky Vengeance kicked the tire of his BMW & cursed loudly as he sat stranded in the almost deserted parking lot that his car decided to die in. Maybe this is a sign to quit smoking since he had stopped at the stupid store for a carton of cigarettes before heading to the studio to meet the guys.
Sitting in the driver’s seat Zacky lit a cigarette to calm his nerves before dialing Synyster Gates’ number.
“Dude where the fuck are you?” Syn aka Brian asked answering the phone
“I’m at the fuking store, my car died dude! Come get me.” Zacky said inhaling more of his cigarette
“I don’t have my car, me & Matt were dropped off by Melanie(Matt’s gf in this story,pure fictional girl).”
“What about Jimmy or Johnny?” Zacky asked becoming more annoyed
“They were dropped off by Kelly(Jimmy’s gf in this story,pur fictional girl).” Brian explained
“Fuck you car-pooling mother fuckers, call one of the girls to come get me.” Zacky said flicking his cigarette to the ground as he watched a blacked out pick up truck pulled next to him, the windows were rolled down to reveal a girl driving the surprisingly big truck. ‘Must be the boyfriends truck’ Zacky thought.
“I would but they are at the spa & there are no...”
“Fucking phone’s allowed figures, fuck you guys.” Zacky said before tossing his phone in the passenger side before grabbing another cigarette, lighting it up as he heard the female in the truck next to him get out and walked over to him.
“Pop your hood.” The girl said in a serious tone just looking at Zacky
“Excuse me?” Zacky said taken aback that this girl thought she was really going to help him
“You heard me, pop your hood & try the ignition when I say.” the girl replied, Zacky snickered & decided to humor himself by watching this girl try to impress him by attempting to work on his car.
“I don’t do this very often but it sounds like you have somewhere important to be.” The girl said lifting up the hood inspecting the mechanics of the car
“Yeah, I do.” Zacky replied watching this girl
She was shorter than him, she had curves in all the right places, she wore a black ‘Harley-Davidson’ female wife beater, some faded blue jeans & flip flops, with dark sunglasses covering her eyes from the bright California sun.
“Try starting it.” the mysterious female said, Zacky did as he was told & heard the same disappointing sound that got him in the foul mood he was currently in
“It’s your battery, I’ll jump you off.” the girl said looking at Zacky who was busy checking out the girls figure, licking his lips as his eyes wandered her body from behind his own dark sun shades.
“I don’t have jumper cables.” Zacky said as she pushed past him & hopped up in the bed of her truck opening up the tool box
“That’s ok, I got some. Can you hold these for me?” the girl said before jumping down & popping the hood of her truck
“So I didn’t get your name.” Zacky said handing her the jumper cables as he watched her body move, he wanted to just grab her & run his hands up & down every curve available to him & even the ones that weren’t.
“I didn’t give it.” the girl said smirking at a shocked Zacky.
He was getting more & more turned on by this mystery woman as the minutes went by, no woman had just given him orders & talked back to him, not taking his shit. Either she didn’t realize who he was or she did and had a damn good poker face.
“I suggest you try cranking your car up, unless you want to stay here all day.” the girl said snapping Zacky out of his trance, doing as he was told Zacky got in the drivers seat & the car cranked right up.
“There you go!” the girl said retrieving the jumper cables before slamming the hoods of both vehicles closed. “You might want to put more water in your battery too, if it doesn't have water in it, it will blow. That might be why it died.” The girl said throwing the jumper cables in the bed of her truck before turning to look face to face with a stunned Zacky.
Not only had this amazingly hot girl fixed his car but she flooded into his senses like some sort of taboo drug.
“You’re a saint! Thank you. How can I repay you?” Zacky asked
“No need, I’m just glad I could help.” the girl said smiling sweetly at Zacky
“Well at least tell me your name?” Zacky pleaded, the girl just took her sunglasses off revealing glittering blue eyes.
“Joslin, Joslin Adams.” she said putting her shades back on
“I’m Zacky, Zacky Baker.”
“Nice to meet you Zacky, I’d shake your hand but I’m kind of dirty & I think you have somewhere to be. I’ll see you around Zacky Baker.” Joslin said getting in her truck, driving off.
Zacky watched her before kicking himself for not getting her number, sighing, running his hands through his hair, he got in his car and sped off to the studio where the guys were waiting on him. Puffing on a cigarette Zacky tried to get Joslin off his mind.
Zacky pulled his car up to the studio, getting out, grabbing two guitar cases he walked into the studio where the guys were sitting around joking in between working on a song.
“Damn how did you get here?” Johnny asked looking at Zacky who put the guitar cases down next to Brian’s.
“My car, no thanks to you, you fucking midget.” Zacky snapped, still tense
“Dude what is up your ass?” Matt asked as everyone looked at Zacky like he was crazy
“Someone helped me get the car started. Happy?” Zacky said pulling his guitars out
“Well that was nice of a guy to stop & help you. Men got to stick together.” Brian said
“It wasn’t a guy. It was a girl. A very beautiful girl.” Zacky said plopping down on a couch., everyone looked at him in silence.
“What are you guys fucking looking at?” Zacky asked
“A girl, helped you? a so-called ‘beautiful’ girl?” Jimmy asked stunned
“Yeah so?”
“Why can’t that happen to me?” Johnny asked out loud
“Did you get her number?” Brian asked
“No just her name.” Zacky said sighing, thinking back to Joslin
“DUDE! Are you stupid? A beautiful girl that can work on cars? Thats a dream come true.” Matt said
“I know. But can we just get to work.” Zacky said ignoring the continued onslaught of questions hoping he would run into Joslin Adams again.
Sitting in the driver’s seat Zacky lit a cigarette to calm his nerves before dialing Synyster Gates’ number.
“Dude where the fuck are you?” Syn aka Brian asked answering the phone
“I’m at the fuking store, my car died dude! Come get me.” Zacky said inhaling more of his cigarette
“I don’t have my car, me & Matt were dropped off by Melanie(Matt’s gf in this story,pure fictional girl).”
“What about Jimmy or Johnny?” Zacky asked becoming more annoyed
“They were dropped off by Kelly(Jimmy’s gf in this story,pur fictional girl).” Brian explained
“Fuck you car-pooling mother fuckers, call one of the girls to come get me.” Zacky said flicking his cigarette to the ground as he watched a blacked out pick up truck pulled next to him, the windows were rolled down to reveal a girl driving the surprisingly big truck. ‘Must be the boyfriends truck’ Zacky thought.
“I would but they are at the spa & there are no...”
“Fucking phone’s allowed figures, fuck you guys.” Zacky said before tossing his phone in the passenger side before grabbing another cigarette, lighting it up as he heard the female in the truck next to him get out and walked over to him.
“Pop your hood.” The girl said in a serious tone just looking at Zacky
“Excuse me?” Zacky said taken aback that this girl thought she was really going to help him
“You heard me, pop your hood & try the ignition when I say.” the girl replied, Zacky snickered & decided to humor himself by watching this girl try to impress him by attempting to work on his car.
“I don’t do this very often but it sounds like you have somewhere important to be.” The girl said lifting up the hood inspecting the mechanics of the car
“Yeah, I do.” Zacky replied watching this girl
She was shorter than him, she had curves in all the right places, she wore a black ‘Harley-Davidson’ female wife beater, some faded blue jeans & flip flops, with dark sunglasses covering her eyes from the bright California sun.
“Try starting it.” the mysterious female said, Zacky did as he was told & heard the same disappointing sound that got him in the foul mood he was currently in
“It’s your battery, I’ll jump you off.” the girl said looking at Zacky who was busy checking out the girls figure, licking his lips as his eyes wandered her body from behind his own dark sun shades.
“I don’t have jumper cables.” Zacky said as she pushed past him & hopped up in the bed of her truck opening up the tool box
“That’s ok, I got some. Can you hold these for me?” the girl said before jumping down & popping the hood of her truck
“So I didn’t get your name.” Zacky said handing her the jumper cables as he watched her body move, he wanted to just grab her & run his hands up & down every curve available to him & even the ones that weren’t.
“I didn’t give it.” the girl said smirking at a shocked Zacky.
He was getting more & more turned on by this mystery woman as the minutes went by, no woman had just given him orders & talked back to him, not taking his shit. Either she didn’t realize who he was or she did and had a damn good poker face.
“I suggest you try cranking your car up, unless you want to stay here all day.” the girl said snapping Zacky out of his trance, doing as he was told Zacky got in the drivers seat & the car cranked right up.
“There you go!” the girl said retrieving the jumper cables before slamming the hoods of both vehicles closed. “You might want to put more water in your battery too, if it doesn't have water in it, it will blow. That might be why it died.” The girl said throwing the jumper cables in the bed of her truck before turning to look face to face with a stunned Zacky.
Not only had this amazingly hot girl fixed his car but she flooded into his senses like some sort of taboo drug.
“You’re a saint! Thank you. How can I repay you?” Zacky asked
“No need, I’m just glad I could help.” the girl said smiling sweetly at Zacky
“Well at least tell me your name?” Zacky pleaded, the girl just took her sunglasses off revealing glittering blue eyes.
“Joslin, Joslin Adams.” she said putting her shades back on
“I’m Zacky, Zacky Baker.”
“Nice to meet you Zacky, I’d shake your hand but I’m kind of dirty & I think you have somewhere to be. I’ll see you around Zacky Baker.” Joslin said getting in her truck, driving off.
Zacky watched her before kicking himself for not getting her number, sighing, running his hands through his hair, he got in his car and sped off to the studio where the guys were waiting on him. Puffing on a cigarette Zacky tried to get Joslin off his mind.
Zacky pulled his car up to the studio, getting out, grabbing two guitar cases he walked into the studio where the guys were sitting around joking in between working on a song.
“Damn how did you get here?” Johnny asked looking at Zacky who put the guitar cases down next to Brian’s.
“My car, no thanks to you, you fucking midget.” Zacky snapped, still tense
“Dude what is up your ass?” Matt asked as everyone looked at Zacky like he was crazy
“Someone helped me get the car started. Happy?” Zacky said pulling his guitars out
“Well that was nice of a guy to stop & help you. Men got to stick together.” Brian said
“It wasn’t a guy. It was a girl. A very beautiful girl.” Zacky said plopping down on a couch., everyone looked at him in silence.
“What are you guys fucking looking at?” Zacky asked
“A girl, helped you? a so-called ‘beautiful’ girl?” Jimmy asked stunned
“Yeah so?”
“Why can’t that happen to me?” Johnny asked out loud
“Did you get her number?” Brian asked
“No just her name.” Zacky said sighing, thinking back to Joslin
“DUDE! Are you stupid? A beautiful girl that can work on cars? Thats a dream come true.” Matt said
“I know. But can we just get to work.” Zacky said ignoring the continued onslaught of questions hoping he would run into Joslin Adams again.
Notes
This just popped in my head, I had to get it out. So I'll write one more chapter to this which is going to be pure smut. Then I'll put up a chapter of 'The Bet'.ENJOY!! Let me know what you guys think!!
1/25/13