Chapter 13- Thrill Ride

Chapter 13- Thrill Ride

Asher's POV

"You have got to be fucking kidding me, Asher! Give me back my clothes! I take it back! I don't want to do this! Are you out of your damn mind? It's November we're not cliff diving! ASHER, ARE YOU HEARING ME!" Kimmy screams as I was still descending some boulders to keep our clothes safe.

Actually, it was so Kimmy wouldn't change her mind and put them back on. It wasn't like she was completely naked! She had her bra on and her panties! Drama queen, "Chill, Kimmy, geez." Kimmy really needs to lay back and let herself loose. She needs some fun in her life. "I haven't ever heard you swear this much in your life before-"

"Asher, you're a fucking asshole! I'm not doing this! It's fucking freezing out! Give me back my damn clothes!" she kept shouting. Correction, she just swore more there then I've ever heard her swear before.

"Nope," I shout back to her as I climbed back up. Taking my time, I lingered looking over her curvy body and perfect tiny little figure. Damn, there are no words to describe how sexy she looks. Why look through a Victoria Secret magazine when I have Kimmy to stare at?

"For Christ sakes, Asher! I'm not joking give me back my clothes!" She begs, holding her arms around her body to keep warm.

How did I get out of her clothes you may ask? Well the sweater and blouse was easy because she probably thought we were stripping for fun or something. As I took off my jeans and told her we're going to cliff dive she stopped stripping and refused to participate. Ten minutes later, running around the car, I finally wriggled her out of her pants and took off with them.

"Nah, you're doing it. You know you want to." I insist.

"No I don't, do you think I want pneumonia? I'm serious, Asher, go get my clothes. This is beyond ridiculous!" She screeches, stamping her foot down on the rock ledge.

I sigh, rolling my eyes. "You promised. You said yes. And I said to trust me! I wouldn't make, nor let you do this if it wasn't safe!" I vow to her.

"I don't care! Damn it, Asher! Go back and get my clothes," she orders once again stomping her foot on the ground. I couldn't help but laugh which, happen to make things worse because she looked even more enraged.

Stepping onto the same level as her, I shook my head smiling, "Sorry, it's too far of a climb down-"

"Then I'm waiting in the car! Damn, its freezing!" she yells as she made her way to the car.

Does she not know by now that I'm way smarter than her? She's not getting in that car. I already thought that part through. "Car's locked. Keys are with my clothes. The only way to get them is to jump, and climb up," I told her as she reaches the car, yanking on the door handle.

"Damn it, Asher! I don't want to do this!" she whined this time.

"Come on, Kimmy, stop being such a wuss. You're not going to die, it's not that cold, and you'll be fine." I assure her, waving my hand for her to come over.

She paced up to me, punching her fist against my chest, cursing and mumbling. I let her go on for a minute or so until I became tired and annoyed. Grabbing her wrists, I made her look up at me. "Calm the fuck down," I told her calmly. "If I have to push you over myself, I'll do it and you know I will. Now, we can do this the easy way and get it through fast. Or we can do this the hard way and you can stand here in the cold until you do. Now, what is it going to be?"

She stood there for a moment with a stern look, her emotions toward me still anger and hatred. It seriously isn't as bad as it looks. That fall is nothing compared to others in the world. Fifty-Seven feet, no big deal! The rush is worth it. "Come on, do it. The beginning of the school year you said you wanted to have a little more risk and fun in your life. Well, this is it!"

"My recent risky fun didn't end up so hot last time. Hence your Friday detentions and game suspensions. Oh, let's not forget about the fight on school grounds." Kimmy reminds me.

"And this time none of that will happen. This is just plain ole fun." I tell her.

"I'm going to kill you after this." she grumbled, pushing me to the side.

I chuckle, pulling her around the waist and into a tight hug. "Kimmy is so cute when she's angry and sending death glares towards me."

"Let's see how Kimmy looks in a coffin and a black dress," she mutters, walking to the edge. "Let's just get this over with; it's freaking freezing out here."

I laughed, standing by her near the edge. "OK I'll go first to show you how easy, safe, and fun it is. Then, you do the same thing I do and fall. Got it? You jump down! No trick plays!"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," she replies, waving me off.

"OK, so when you jump, do it in a diving position, got it? And jump out a little further. Then, we'll go around over there and climb the rocks up where our clothes are. Good?" I instruct her, drawing an imaginary path with my index finger.

"Uhh.... Jump. Cliff. Really high. No problem," she squeaks nervously.

I pinch her ass as she jumps back with a yelp earning me a scowl. "Kimmy," I started off slowly, turning my back to the water, "If I don't make it, I just want you to know that I-"

Rush. There's only one word to describe it. Joking with her, I fell backwards before finishing my sentence on purpose. She freaked out as I heard her screaming on my way down. Flipping and turning in the air I settle in my dive form just as I was about to hit the water. The adrenaline, the ultimate rush experience feeling you have when you jump. It's like no other feeling you can compare it to. The freedom you have and feeling when it's just you and gravity.

Breaking through the surface of the water, I inch deeper to the bottom. Peeking through my eyes, I could only make out the few schools of colorful fish swimming around. I looked up seeing the blurry vision of the top of the cliff with Kimmy hunched over.

Swimming back up, I take in a huge gulp of air, screaming and yelling praises. Damn this water is cold, "Oh God, Kimmy, you're going to love it! Jump down!"

"Oh my freaking God! Asher,you're insane!" she shouts down.

"So are you, come on!" I encourage her, waving for her to come down. Now here comes me waiting and convincing her for the next twenty minutes to come down. I already predict it. But this time I was caught off guard when I saw her take a few steps back, and jump.

Watching her fly down and crash with the water, I swam to her, pulling her up to the surface. "Holy mother nature, this water is icy!" she screeches.

Pulling her over to me, she clung to my body trying to capture- or more like steal- my body heat. "Did you enjoy it? Didn't you feel the adrenaline! Come on babe, you got to admit that it was cool right?!"

"Yes, for once your insane wacky idea was surprisingly fun. I would do it again in the summer!" she states clearly.

"I'm going to hold you to that," I chuckle, wrapping my arms around her waist more securely. I let one of my hands go up to her face, my thumb tracing her purple blue lips from the cold water. Her teeth chattered and her body shook. "Damn, your lips are already purple," I chuckle.

"Yours aren't. Why? Aren't you cold?" she asks, placing her cold numb, shaking fingers on my lips.

I shrug not really sure why. Guess I'm just used to the cold. "You know how I can make your lips warmer," I teased, raising my eye brows. Not that I would mind doing it. Safety first right. My intentions before others first, or no waitvice versa!

"You awkward little perv," she gasped, slapping my shoulder. "Now get me out of this cold water before I look like an Avatar."

I laugh, slinging her over my back as she tightened her arms around my neck and I swam us over to the cliff, which wasn't that far away. When we got to the cliff, I held her hand in mine, making sure that she wouldn't fall.

"D-do you do t-this a-all the time?" she asks, her teeth chattering.

"We've only done it a couple of times." And by we I mean most of the football team and myself.

"In the c-cold?" she asks, sounding shocked.

"Yeah sometimes. It just got cold out, Kimmy; it's been fine the other times before," I remind her. Yeah sure it's November and all but it's only recently gotten to the cold temperatures.

"Idiots." I think I heard her mutter. Chuckling, I finally got her up to the high rock where our clothes are. Pulling Kimmy up, she jumps around as I hand back her clothes. "Thank you Jesus! Holy shit, it's freezing out!" Laughing, I look over to her hugging her clothes to her body looking ridiculous, but so sexy. Taking my phone out of my pants pocket, I couldn't resist taking a picture of her. "Perv, don't take pictures of me!" she orderswith a smirk on her face.

"Too late, it's going to go on Facebook! Ooo, no, screen saver!" I tease.

Her face formed in horror, "NO!"

Laughing at her, I smile. "It's tempting," I taunt, waving my phone.

"Don't you dare!" she orders more sternly even though I could still see the smallest turn on the corner of her lips.

I laugh, turning around to pick up my clothes. From behind, I heard the sound of a camera snap coming from her iPhone. "You didn't!" I accuse, not able to help the grin and shake my head.

"Yes I did. Now we're even," she teases waving her phone in my face.

I chuckle, grabbing her hand as I starting pulling her back up the cliff slowly, taking our time. Opening the car door, I threw my clothes on my seat, walking to the trunk and taking out a towel.

"Here," I said wrapping Kimmy in the towel and sitting her in the passenger seat. Going back around, I dried up as much as I could then pulled on my pants. Getting in the car, I started it up, putting on the heat for the first time of the year, "Warmed up yet?" I ask her, seeing her still chattering and shaking.

"N-n-ooo." She responds with purple lips and drenched wavy hair.

I crank the heat the highest it could go while trying to warm Kimmy up. "How about you put your clothes on then you'll feel warmer," I hinted.

"N-no. Don't w-want to mo-move," she kept chattering and pulling the towel closer to her.

Sighing, I picked her up and sat her in my lap, squeezing her tightly against me in an attempt to warm her up. I rest my chin on the top of her head still feeling her shake. I found myself rubbing my hand up and down her arm gently, trying anything to warm her up. I grabbed her shirt from her seat and pulled it over her head. The heat finally kicked in and the car felt hot and humid.

"Better now?" I ask her when she finally stopped shaking.

"Mhm," she mumbled, sitting up and looking at me. "Thanks."

I nod my head, kissing her temple, the smell of sea salt coming from her hair, as I sat her back in her seat. She finishes dressing herself off, her hair still damp. She tosses me my shirt and I slip it on. I crank my neck to the back seat hoping to find any sweater there. Smelly or not.

"Now, how about we get some hot chocolate!" I suggest, finding a college crew neck in the back, under the seat, that I totally forgot that I even had. Doesn't smell so bad.

"Sounds perfect," she purrs, curling up in the seat. Getting back onto the main road, I turn on the radio, driving to the nearest Starbucks thanks to our not so trusty GPS. In half an hour or so, we arrived in whatever town that wasn't yet home.

"I'll run in and get it. Stay here," I order, leaving the car on.

"No! I need to pee!" she whisper-shouts as she gets out of the car. I grin out of humor, shutting off the car and walking inside, opening the door for her. As she stalks off to the bathroom, I went up to the cashier man whose eyes followed Kimmy to the bathroom. He still keeps staring even when I'm standing right there in front of him!

"Dude, eyes over here," I command, getting his attention.

"Sorry, man. Hot chick over there," he indicates, pointing a thumb to Kimmy's direction.

"That hot chick over there happens to be with me; off limits," I snaps, giving him a glare. A girl gets out of the car with you and walks into the same coffee shop. How do you not pick it up that the girl is with the dude; aka me!

"Oh sorry, man." The dude mumbles, not really meaning it, "So what can I get you?" he asks with a dull sigh.

"Two hot chocolates." I order, with a hand signal for two.

"Coming right up" he said after punching something in on the electronic cashier screen.

I hand him the change and wait. Kimmy comes out from the bathroom and wrapsan arm around me, resting her head against my arm, her hair still wet. "Finish your piss?" I joked, smirking.

"Lovely, you're so mature," she says sarcastically.

"Yeah, you know I am," I joke, wrapping an arm around her shoulder and kissing the top of her head. The dude finally came with our drinks, looking at Kimmy like a winning lottery ticket. "Um, I think you should wait for me in the car," I tell her.

"Why?" she asks, raising one of her eyebrows at me.

"Just don't listen or pay any attention to the dude," I warn her as he came closer. She nods, looking away from the sketch-o dude, pretending to observe the cafe. He came up, giving me my drink first and then Kimmy's.

"And here you go. One hot chocolate for the lovely young lady," he smiles pathetically to her.

Staring at the guy, I purposely switched the two cups, taking Kimmy's just in case he somehow drugged it or left her his number. Please, correct me if I'm wrong, I did warn the guy already, right? Talk about creepy sketchy desperate dudes, this guy needs a life. Or a restraining order.

"Uh, thanks," Kimmy mumbles, turning around and not looking at him like I told her.

"Have a nice day, cupcake," he sang. Someone let me take a swing at this guy!

Steering her back to the car, I mutter out my thoughts, shaking my head. Some people were just ridiculous these days; I said back off, didn't I?! Ugh, some nerve that guy has. He must try and pick up girls like thatevery day. Poor girls.

"So, what next?" Kimmy asks, blowing inside the cup to cool the beverage off before taking a sip.

"I don't know, want to rent a movie and go watch it at your place? Or my place." I suggest, taking a moment to drink my own hot chocolate.

"Sure. My place though. Don't want you screwing the nanny in front of your sisters," she laughs, punching my arm lightly when I only snicker and shake my head.

I rolled my eyes. Oh god, not this again. The again, if I did do it, would it change her mind? Get her jealous...? Nah, the way to show Kimmy that I do truly love her more than a friend, she had to stop dating Spencer! Her mind needs to be off Spencer so she can see me. Maybe if I broke them up- no. That would make me a jerk, a horrible friend, and if they found out that I was behind it all, that situation would somehow get them to be 'closer'.I would be risking our friendship and I couldn't let that happen.

"Whatever make you happy, babe." I smile, forgetting that I still had to answer her.

Just a typical Saturday as best friends. Curling up in Kimmy's room, on her bed, watching The Black Swan. Which, by the way, is the most weird ass, messed up, gay movie ever, if I may add. Relax, clam, what more could I ask for? Being able to snuggle up next to the person I'm in love with and say or do anything I want. For her to accept me for being me. Especially not worrying about Spencer getting in the way. For now.

My mission, if I chose to accept it- and hell yeah I do! - Get my girl, Kimberly Ann Taylor, to fall in love with me, Asher Knight, and not Spencer Gray.

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