Once the two pull away from the hug, Mackenzie catches her bottom lip between her teeth nervously, one hand restlessly twisting her brown locks between her fingers, leaned against the side of her car with the trunk popped open.
“It looks good,” Victor promises. “Caught me off guard, is all. You’re like a new woman.” He tosses his bag into the trunk and slamming it shut, following Mackenzie to get into the car.
He’s filled with energy, eager to get on the road and get back to his roots – Los Angeles. Although it isn’t his hometown, it felt like home. So many memories were packed into that city – not all of them pleasant. Nonetheless, Victor wanted to visit again. He felt pulled there, for some reason. For closure, maybe? It makes it all the more fun that Mackenzie had never been there before, not to mention it was a good icebreaker to get back into the swing of things after being apart for so long.
“I was born ready.” Vic flashes a smile as he hops into her car.
Mackenzie’s bracelets dangling from her arms cling together as she backs out of the driveway, pop music playing lowly from the speakers, the smell of citrus fruit filling Victor’s nostrils from the little air freshener in the shape of a pineapple dangling from her rear-view mirror. He realizes how long its been since he’s been in a car that wasn’t Derek’s – or a car at all, for that matter. Mercy Falls was so small that he could walk anywhere he wanted to. Not that he did, really. Fear of shifting spontaneously usually kept him boarded up in the house. Today, he decided to ignore the nagging fear, say fuck it, and just go. It should be easier to stay human in the warmer state. Or so he’s hoping.
“So,” Victor begins, unsure of where to even start. It had been so long, it seemed a little daunting to start conversation, even though he knew it was ridiculous. Mackenzie is his best friend, they can always fall back into their bond. “What’s new, besides the hair?” He hangs his arm out the open window, feeling the wind pull at him, soaking in the warm air. Warm for springtime in Minnesota, anyway.
Kenzie just smiled at his comment about her looking like a new woman as she started the car and backed out of the driveway. “Good because this journey will be something” she replied as she got on the road. She had never been to LA before, sure she had been to places but when she was in one of her moods and disappeared she never want that far that she reached LA so she was excited to see something new.
the now brunette liked driving, she loved the free feeling it gave her, sure she had some fear about driving for personal reasons but driving made her not think, it cleared her head and it was some sort of comfort. She thought a bit about his question wondering what she could tell him, nothing much had been happening, she just stayed home, spent time at the studio, hung out with her friends when she could and some days she just stayed in bed and didn’t answer any calls or open the door. There were up and downs but Mackenzie tried to not let it get to her though it was hard learning to be really happy instead of faking it like she used to. Sometimes she did fake it but it wasn’t as often as she used to but it made her think that maybe she wasn’t that bubbly happy person as she pretended to be.
“Nothing much really, just the everyday habits, all pretty much the same everyday. Dance, home, friends, dance, home, friends you know” Mackenzie wasn’t going to admit that she was lonely, she was lonely in that big house all alone. She was going through that state of wanting someone to wake up next to every morning, she knew many people loved and cared for her but not in the way she was seeking out for. Maybe she was unlovable in that way “What about you?” she asked though she sort of knew the answer to that but maybe it would get the ball going.
She needed to feel normal, she needed the old times.
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