With the wind blowing through her hair from the open window, Rachel starts rummaging through the various items at her feet, careful not to move the welcome mat, and produces a pack of cigarettes. Chloe winces at the sight; she should feel guilty for causing Rachel to pick up her bad habit in such a short time, but sharing smokes with her has become one of the many pleasures Chloe has come to enjoy on their trip so far.

Rachel lights one of them and props up her feet on the dashboard again, crossing them at the ankles.

They drive like this for a while, the silence only broken by the sound of Rachel's drags on her cigarette, handing it to Chloe every once in a while.

"Truth or dare?"

Rachel's voice breaks Chloe out of her reverie and the brunette blinks.

"Really? Now?"

Rachel is now facing Chloe, her eyes shining mischievously. "You can always pick truth..."

Chloe shoots a quick sideglance at Rachel and smiles; the other girl looks way too pleased with herself.

You're on...

"Dare."

Rachel nods with a smile, her eyes already scanning their surroundings. After a few seconds, a knowing smile forms.

"Alright... I want you to drive off the road."

Chloe's eyes widen. "Are you insane? Our truck is barely holding together as it is..." Her eyes are fixed on the sand and occasional desert plant passing them by.

Rachel simply shrugs. "Where's your thirst for adventure, Price?" Her hand gently touches Chloe's shoulder, "Or do you want to back out...?"

Chloe's hands tighten around the steering wheel at the challenge and with a groan, she swerves to the right and onto the bumpy gound beside the road.

Rachel's grip tightens on her shoulder, but an excited laugh escapes her while Chloe's fingers dig into the steering wheel, trying her hardest not to hit any of the bigger rocks in their path.

After a few seconds, she steers the vehicle back on the road, a relieved sigh escaping her once the truck's wheels hit solid (and for the most part even) ground again.

"That was amazing!" Rachel's laughter only grows when she notices her friend's nervous expression. She gently brushes Chloe's cheek. "Cheer up, Price, we survived."

Chloe forces a laugh. "Yeah... barely..."

That doesn't seem to faze Rachel. Her smile stays in place while she runs her hand through Chloe's hair. "Your turn," she purrs.

"My...?" Chloe's eyes search Rachel's and it takes her a couple of seconds to catch up. "Right." She clears her throat. "So...uh... truth or dare?"

Rachel leans back into her seat, still facing Chloe as she props one leg up. "Hmmmm..." There is that mischievous smile again. "I'm gonna go with truth." She raises a suggestive eyebrow. "Do your worst."

"Okay." Chloe nods - more to herself than Rachel.

What to ask...

"Um... Do you have a destination in mind for us?"

Nice one, Chloe... real original...

"No." Rachel shrugs again, absent-mindedly brushing some cigarette ash off of her pants. "I like not knowing where we'll end up."

"Really?" Chloe shoots her a suspicious glance and Rachel's eyes narrow challengingly.

"Is that so hard to believe?"

"I mean..." Chloe shrugs sheepishly, her eyes back on the road. "You simply didn't strike me as the person to not have a plan is all..."

The blonde's expression turns serious and her voice gets quieter, "Maybe I enjoy not having everything planned out for me for a change..."

"Shit, sorry, I didn't mean..." Chloe's head turns towards her again but Rachel's somber expression has already vanished again.

"My turn now. Truth or dare?"

With a sigh, Chloe decides against challenging Rachel once more, so she shrugs. What harm can she do?

"Truth."

A triumphant smile spreads across Rachel's face as if she's been waiting for this and she asks without a second's hesitation, "Who punched your V-Card?"

Chloe coughs in surprise. "Excuse me?"

That earns her a laugh from Rachel, but she stays firm. "You heard me."

"I..."

"It's your fault for bringing it up during our train ride, so... cards on the table, Price."

Chloe's jaw tightens as she mentally curses her failed attempt at being suave back on the train.

" 'lot," she mumbles, hoping Rachel will drop it.

"What was that?"

No such luck...

With a sigh, Chloe tries again through clenched teeth. "Eliot."

Rachel's eyes widen. "Hampden?"

Chloe cringes but keeps her eyes on the road. "After my dad died, he... I felt lonely I guess and...he was there and...kind..." Her voice drifts off.

Rachel nods in thought and reaches for another cigarette, taking a drag before holding it out to Chloe.

"Is he a good kisser?"

"It was...more awkward than... anything else..." Chloe mumbles, taking a long drag from the cigarette before handing it back to Rachel who runs her thumb over her lower lip in thought.

"So not as good as ours..."

Her nervousness finally leaves Chloe and a warm smile forms on her lips at the memory. "No."

"So..." Rachel leans back in her seat, obviously pleased. "Are you gonna punch mine?"

"Rachel!"

The younger girl laughs at Chloe's reddening cheeks and leans closer, her voice lowering. "But you've thought about it..."

"TRUTH OR DARE!"

Rachel's laughter grows louder but she nods after a few more seconds of enjoying Chloe's obvious discomfort. "Right..." She shoots a sidelong glance at Chloe before answering, "Dare."

"What?" Chloe's eyebrows shoot up, clearly having expected another answer, but Rachel shrugs nonchalantly.

"My choice, those are the rules..."

Grumbling, Chloe's eyes search the inside of their car for an appropriate dare when they fall on the singing man on the dashboard.

"Since you're so fascinated with my past, and may I add hella boring, love life..." Rachel's eyes narrow in the way they usually do when she's amused and Chloe nods towards the accessory, "I dare you to kiss our little companion there."

Rachel's eyes shoot to the singing man, then back to Chloe, an eyebrow raised. "That thing has been at a junkyard for god knows how long and who knows where it's been before..."

"So you're chicken..."

Chloe seems pleased with herself, but she fights the urge to check Rachel's expression. Which is a shame, because it only takes the other girl a few seconds to regain her composure.

Grabbing a hold of the headrest of Chloe's seat, Rachel pulls herself closer, her breath now ghosting over Chloe's ear as she whispers, "I'd much rather kiss you..."

Nice dodge... Yet Chloe can't find it in herself to care about Rachel's cheating. Who says the rules don't allow for a counter offer anyway? And why is her throat suddenly dry? Must have been the cigarettes...

"Pull over."

Rachel seems determined, her fingers already brushing over Chloe's cheek.

"We can do this later... I mean..." Chloe nervously clears her throat; leave it to Rachel to make her loose her cool like that... "I didn't specify what kinda kiss-"

Before she can finish, Rachel has grabbed the steering wheel and yanked it to the side. With a surprised noise, Chloe lifts her foot off the gas but they still graze a road sign as the truck swerves off the road and comes to a stuttering halt a couple of feet away.

"Rachel!"

"Hmmmm?"

The blonde's tone is way too innocent, given Chloe's current heartrate.

"What the fuck? We could have crashed!"

"I had the utmost trust in your abilities..."

Before Chloe's mind gets a chance to come up with all the horrible scenarios they could have ended up in, Rachel has already climbed onto her lap, the steering wheel pressing her body further into Chloe's.

With the close proximity, any further complaints Chloe might have had vanish into thin air, which doesn't go unnoticed.

"You were saying..?"

There are her fingers again, brushing through Chloe's hair while that damn victorious smile is dancing around her lips.

"I..."

Without waiting for her to finish her sentence, Rachel's lips brush against Chloe's and it sends sparks through the brunette's body.

To Chloe's great disappointment, Rachel pulls back after only a few seconds but before her victorious smile can fully form on her lips again, Chloe shoots forward and captures her lips again.

Rachel's breath hits Chloe when the younger girl chuckles against her lips, but she doesn't pull away this time and Chloe once again lets herself get swept up in the storm that is Rachel Amber.

A car honk breaks them up way too soon and they catch a green truck shoot past them.

"We should probably get going..." Rachel announces as she climbs back into her seat. "We still have to find a place to stay..."

. . .

It is dark in the small shack at the junkyard, but that doesn't keep Rachel from inspecting every corner of it, grabbing Chloe's hand that's holding the lighter whenever she wants to get a closer look at any of the decor. It is not surprising then, that it doesn't take her long to spot Chloe's graffiti on the wall and she silently holds out her hand.

Grinning, Chloe reaches for her marker, hands it to her and Rachel sets to work on perpetuating her name underneath Chloe's.

Once Rachel has familiarized herself enough with their little safe haven for the night, they settle on the rainbow towel on the floor, Rachel leaning against Chloe's front while they both study their names on the opposite wall, illuminated by the moonlight that's shining through the shack's window.

"What do you think your spirit animal would be?" Rachel's fingers draw circles on one of Chloe's propped up knees absent-mindedly.

"My spirit animal?" Chloe repeats, surprised by the question.

Rachel nods, but doesn't wait for an answer."You're loyal, with way more bark than bite..." she muses, "I'm thinking... a dog."

"A dog?" Chloe gives a short laugh. "No way, they're not punk rock enough."

"Oh, my mistake then..." Rachel smiles. "I didn't know they had to match what you wish you were..."

"Wish?" Chloe snorts. "Come on... I practically ooze punk rock."

An unimpressed, "M-hmmm..." is Rachel's only response.

Chloe shifts against the shack's uncomfortable wall in her back."What about you then?"

"Let's see... " Rachel lightly taps at Chloe's knee in thought as she lists, "I'm graceful, unattainable... I'm thinking a doe."

"You're so not a doe!" Chloe laughs but is stopped by a push against her front from Rachel.

The other girl turns to face her, her sparkling eyes now only inches from Chloe's. "Then what's my spirit animal?" she challenges.

"Um..." Chloe's eyes dart around the small shack nervously. "Like... Samuel called you a dragon made of diamonds..." Even as the words leave her mouth, Chloe cringes, but Rachel seems intrigued.

"You do realize dragons aren't actual animals, but mystical creatures, right?"

Now it is Chloe's turn to smile and she reaches out to brush a loose strand of hair out of Rachel's face. "I'd say that's perfect, then..."

"A dragon, huh..." Rachel settles back against Chloe, smiling to herself. "I think I'm okay with that..."

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