Car Wash? (Ginny)

[Matt Riggins]

It was hot. Unbearably so. It was so hot that the football coach technically couldn’t make them practice on the field, and it was Mother Nature’s last ditch effort to make it warm before fall would set in. So the coach, instead of making them work their butts off in the gym, decided to give them a day off.

By making them fundraise to raise money, and a car wash was a brilliant idea.

Matt, one of the tallest of the bunch, wore his hat backwards on his blonde hair, shirtless as well, his shirt hanging off the back of his board shorts as he directed traffic into the campus parking lot, grinning at all of the female customers. Oh, this was such an awesome idea. He looked behind him at his buddies and football brothers, grinning widely as he saw bubbles flying and cars getting washed to the sighs of the waiting customers.

Excellent idea.

Matt turned around just as another car pulled in, this time getting a good look at the girl behind the wheel behind his shades. Strawberry blonde? Hell to the yes. He would personally take this one. He pointed to an empty spot as he nudged a friend and told him he would be washing this one car, and walked over when the car parked.

Bending down, he politely tapped the window, waiting until it rolled down before pushing up his shades, grinning. “Would you like the express service, or custom?” he asked playfully, the words going as a double innuendo as he looked her over. She looked sweet, but he had a feeling she would take a while to crack.

[Ginny Campbell]

The trouble with having an outdoor parking space was that it didn't take long at all for the vehicle parked there to become absolutely filthy: from pollen in the spring to bird's defecating without regard to the fact that you needed to see out that window to wet leaves and pine needles plastering themselves behind the windshield wipers. During the winter there was the danger of car's being iced shut, not to mention the amount of time spent scraping ice and snow off windows.

At least it was only autumn. Only autumn, her favorite season of the year, and almost October, which meant that cans of pumpkin filling and pumpkin flavored everything were beginning to be put out, and so she gorged herself on her favorite foods.

However, despite the fact that it was her favorite season it still resulted in a filthy car that needed washing, and thus when her roommate Jamila had mentioned the football team holding a carwash she had decided to patronize them, despite her general misgivings about football players.

It was fall, but it was stiflingly hot, and she had the air up to full blast to keep from perspiring to death in her car. She considered herself lucky when one of the young shirtless men immediately directed her to an empty spot.

She surveyed him from the safety of her car. He was nice to look at. Very nice to look at, in fact, and while she had absolutely no interest in touching or kissing she certainly didn't mind eye candy.

Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.

He gestured for her to roll down her window, which she obediently did after switching off the air.

And immediately regretted her prior interest.

Yet another one whose prettiness was ruined by vanity. Yuck.

"Well I sure don't know." She told him, squinting into the bright sunlight behind him, "Maybe you ought to tell me what's what first."