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Summary: Just a lil one shot at Blake's thoughts throughout the day that took place in today's episode, (Thunder Storm part 1)
Note: Some parts are from the episode, and some I added in my own creative-ness. Enjoy. :-D
Category: Mentions of Tori/Blake, possible one sided Kira/Trent, possible one sided Kira/Connor.
Jesse and I walked into a place called Cyberspace in the town our team was racing in this time; I think it's called Reefside. Yeah, that's it. We had some down time before we had to be at the track so we decided to go relax. We went up to the counter to order some drinks.
"Quite a place." Jesse said, looking around. I nodded, agreeing with him as I looked around as well. It seemed like the local teen hangout of this place, there were people sitting at computer terminals, sitting at tables and sitting on couches either watching TV or reading magazines. It had a pretty cool and laid back atmosphere. We had just gotten our drinks when Jesse made a face, the same face he made when people came up to us. Hey, is it my fault that whenever we go out, people seem to come up to me and ask for autographs and stuff?
"Hey." Came the voice of a girl, I turned around. She was kind of cute. She had long blonde curly hair and was dressed in a black shirt and yellow blouse with arm warmers. Kind of alternative punky like. "Do we know each other?" She asked. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Jesse practically smirking. OK, so a few girls had used that as an opening line when they wanted to flirt. I looked at her.
"I don't think so." I said. "I'm Blake. This is Jesse."
"How's it going?" He asked. The girl smiled a little at him and looked at me.
"Blake, you just look so familiar to me." She said. Ah, this girl's going to continue with the whole 'have we met' flirtation routine. Most girls would by now say 'oh yeah, you're that motocross guy, hi I'm...' but this one was staying with her tactic. Interesting. I took my cap off.
"Do you follow motocross?" I asked, even though I knew she did.
"No. Why, is that what you do?" She asked. She looked like she genuinely didn't know what that was. OK, so maybe she wasn't a fan. I was about to answer when a guy came out with a note pad, asking for an autograph.
"Yeah, sure." I said. I decided to do one better and signed my cap. "Here." I said, handing it over. The guy and the girl both looked at me with shocked faces. The guy probably thinking he never thought he'd get my hat, and the girl probably thinking 'what in the world..?'.
"OK, so you're famous for riding a motorcycle?" She asked as if that was so beyond believable.
"Don't be so surprised." I said with a laugh. Jesse and I went to a foosball table. The girl followed.
"No, it's just that I didn't know you could be famous for that." She said in a tone that sounded like she felt she had just offended us and was trying to make amends. I looked at her.
"Well why don't you come see for yourself? The nationals are this week at Reefside National MX Park. Bring some friends, I'll get you passes." I said. The girl looked at me.
"Are you asking me out?" She asked. Well, aren't we a little sure of ourselves, missy. I couldn't help smile.
"No, it's nothing like that." I said. "Look, part of being a rider is spreading the word out about our sport. You know, getting people to come who never would on their own." I explained. Besides, you're not exactly my type, I thought to myself. I go more for the surfer chicks, not rocker chicks. "I promise you, you'll totally get into it." I said. The girl nodded.
"OK." She said. Jesse handed her some passes.
"Here you go." He said. She took them.
"Thanks." She smiled.
"Cool." I said. She walked off to one of the couches where a guy with dark hair and a white shirt was discretely casting me a mean look. Looks like Miss Sure of Herself Rocker Chick's got a boyfriend or someone who wants to be. Jesse and I played foosball for a little while longer until Jesse told me we should head back to the park. We headed for the door then I stopped and went over to the girl. "Hey, give me your names and those of your friends, so I can put it on the list." I said.
"Oh, I'm Kira Ford, and I guess I'll bring my friends Connor McKnight, Ethan James, and Trent Mercer." She said, pointing to the guy next to her.
"I'm busy." He said quickly, his head lowered to the book he was reading. Kira looked at him then back at me.
"Ok, I guess it'll just be the three of us." She said. I nodded and left with Jesse.
"Man, that guy looked like he wanted to jump you." Jesse said as we made our way back to the park. I laughed and shook my head.
"I guess." I said. Jesse looked at me.
"Why didn't you get her number? She seemed into the idea of you asking her out." He teased, nudging me a bit. I rolled my eyes.
"She's not my type." I replied.
"What is your type then? Because every single time a girl gives you some attention, you totally blow them off. Don't you know that getting chicks is one of the perks of being on magazine covers?" He said.
"Magazine cover. There's only been one." I corrected. Jesse rolled his eyes.
"That's so not the point. What, you got a honey you ain't telling your teammates about?" He asked. I couldn't help smile a bit at the thought of a certain blonde surfing ninja chick.
"Not exactly." I said, which was the truth. Things between Tori and I was kind of up in the air. I mean, before I left Blue Bay, I did ask if she ever wanted to check out one of my races and she seemed to like the idea, but little did we know that Sensei duties were so time consuming that even after nearly a year, we've yet to see each other again. And as far as other forms of contact, we've done email, letters, but when it came to calling, it was as if we were playing phone-tag. I'd call; leave a message because she wasn't home. She'd call; leave a message on my cell because I'd be busy. I always thought about asking about how things were between us, but I thought that kind of discussion was best for face to face interaction, not an email, letter or message on an answering machine.
I heard the announcer saying that my race was about to start, so I pushed my bike to the starting line. I pulled on my helmet as I heard people cheering in anticipation for the race. Soon the race started and I tore out like mad. I couldn't help thinking back on the times Hunter and I would race together back in Blue Bay. I shook my head, reminding myself to keep my head in the task at hand. Pretty soon, I was surpassing my fellow competitors and I could see the finish line just a few feet ahead. I revved up my bike as I flew through the finish line and slowed my bike to a stop. I pulled off my helmet and laughed a bit at my victory. I also saw Kira and two other guys standing at the side and cheering.
After the race, Kira, her friends and I walked off the track together. One of her friends, Ethan, couldn't help grinning at the whole event. Her other friend, Connor, seemed to be giving me death glares like Trent had been earlier. This girl seems to have her own fan club.
"So, what'd you think?" I asked Kira.
"It was awesome." She smiled.
"Don't say I didn't warn you." I joked.
"Thanks for hooking us up, man." Connor said.
"Ah, no problem man. Listen, what are you guys doing tonight, you want to crab a bite?" I asked as I tossed my helmet to one of the team's mechanics as they were loading my bike in the bus. Before they could answer, there was a beep from my backpack. I reached in and grabbed the communicator that Cam had given me. It was only supposed to be used for emergencies. I wondered what was going on, and I felt a little worried about my surfer chick. "Uh, I take that back." I said to my new friends. "Look's like we're gonna have to reschedule." I said.
"Is everything OK?" Kira asked, I guess I hadn't done such a great job of hiding the worry from my face.
"Yeah, I hope so." I said. "Listen, it was really nice meeting you." I said to them sincerely. "I'll catch you guys later." And then I ran off, leaving them to stare at me in confussion. Ah, leaving folks totally bewildered by my sudden exists, just like the old days.
I streaked to a bridge where I found Hunter and Cam. Hunter turned to me and smiled.
"Blake, am I glad to see you!" He said as we clasped hands.
"I got here as soon as I could. What's up?" I asked as I shook Cam's hand.
"We got trouble, big trouble." Cam said, gesturing to the scene below us with his eyes. I looked over and froze. There where six figures fighting. Three of them where Tori, Shane and Dustin. They were also being backed by......Kelzacks? Something wasn't adding up. I saw the other three rangers get together and leave, saying they needed to regroup. The others stood together as they ran off and laughed. My ears picked up on Tori's voice specifically. It wasn't the soft laugh that I had fallen for. No, this laugh was cold and evil. Surfer chick, what has happened to you?
"How did this happen?" I demanded as Hunter, Cam and I sat in the woods, going over what we just saw.
"I have no idea." Cam said.
"I thought Lothor was gone for good." Hunter said.
"So did a lot of people." Cam said. He sighed and took off his glasses, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "I'm sorry, I need a walk." He said as he got up and left. I watched him leave.
"He's worried, about his dad." Hunter said. I looked at him.
"Why, what happened to Sensei?" I asked. Hunter shrugged.
"Cam said he hasn't seen him at all today. But it's doubtful that him missing and Lothor suddenly being here are two separate things." Hunter leaned forward on the log he was sitting on. "You're worried about her, aren't you?" He asked. I looked at my brother.
"Her who?" I asked, non-chalantly.
"You know who." Hunter said. I looked down.
"Of course I am. I'm worried about her, Dustin and Shane." I said. Hunter scoffed and shook his head.
"The way you're worried about Shane and Dustin is not the same way that you're worried about Tori, admit it." He said. I sighed, Hunter could always see right through me.
"I.........Perhaps." I let out reluctantly. "It's just..."
"You love her." Hunter said, finishing my sentence. I sighed.
"Maybe." I said. Hunter leaned back. I clenched my fist and got to my feet, pacing a bit. "Man, I am going to kill Lothor." I said through clenched teeth. Anger was running through me. Lothor had taken our friends and turned them bad. Hunter and I had first hand experience with this, and I swore I'd never let anyone I cared about have to deal with that crap. I slammed by fist against a tree. It stung a bit, but I didn't care. Hunter looked at me. I was usually a calm easy going guy, which was probably why I felt so connected with Tori who was pretty calm and easy going, but there were times when my anger just had to surface and when that happened Hunter knew not to get in my way because he'd end up being on the buissness end of my fist like this tree. "How dare he do this?!" I growled. I slammed my fist against the tree again. I sighed and leaned my back against it and slid to the ground in a sitting position with my knees raised and my arms resting on them. Hunter got up and sat beside me.
"You hate the fact that Tori might have to deal with all the internal guilt and stuff that we had to deal with." Hunter stated. I nodded and lowered my head.
"She doesn't need that." I whispered.
"Look, bro, whatever hold Lothor's got on them, we'll break it." Hunter promised. I leaned my head back on the tree and looked at him.
"I hope you're right." I said.
"Hey, what did I tell you about me being the older wiser one?" Hunter joked. I closed my eyes and chuckled at his attempt to lift my spirits. Inside, I prayed that my beautiful, blonde, kind, caring, sweet, pure, smiling, ninja sensei-ing, surfer chick would be all right.