The Black in Jade
The Meeting
Cam was sitting on a motor cross bike at Storm Chargers, waiting for Dustin, when a young woman walked in. She wore a short, black skirt and a jade green tank top. On her feet she wore black boots that went nearly up to her knees. Black, shoulder length hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, and her eyes were covered with dark sunglasses. Her skin had a natural tan common among people with an Asian background.
She spotted Cam and walked over to him. "Do you work here?" she asked.
Cam shook his head. "Sorry, I don't. I'm waiting for my friend to finish up here. I could get someone who does work here if you want."
"No, that's okay," the young woman said. "It's not that important. I'll come back later." She began heading back to the door when she turned back to Cam. "Do you ride moto?" she asked him, pointing to the bike he was sitting on.
"Kind of, I'm having trouble advancing from the mini bike to an actual motor cross bike," Cam laughed. The young woman laughed too. "I'm Cam."
She looked at Cam's hand, which he had outstretched for a handshake. "The name's Ebony," she said, shaking Cam's hand.
"Do you ride?" Cam asked.
Ebony looked down at the floor. "I used to all the time, especially with my brothers. When my father died I wanted nothing to do with motor cross because he was the one who taught me to ride."
"Did he die in a motor cross accident?" Cam wondered out loud.
"No," Ebony said simply, "but enough about me. What about you Cam? What are your interests? What are you like?"
"I'm really good with computers and I hang out with a bunch of knuckleheads," Cam said, giving a quick overview of his life.
"Let me guess, these knucklehead friends of yours are good looking and get all the attention," Ebony said simply. Cam nodded. "Sounds like my friends. I have to constantly worry about my clothes when I'm around them. They're the main reason I'm in this get-up," Ebony said, indicating the skirt, boots, and top she wore.
Cam laughed and Ebony was soon laughing herself. "Listen, I really should go before my friends think I've gone back to moto and come in here to rescue me from myself."
"Alright," Cam said, "maybe I'll see you around."
"Or you can meet me at that new dance club tonight at eight," Ebony smirked.
Cam laughed. "Sounds great. See you at eight Ebony."
Ebony walked out of Storm Chargers to meet another young woman who was waiting for Ebony. "Well?" the other woman asked.
Ebony smirked. "The Green Ranger fell for it: hook, line, and sinker."
"Perfect," the other woman laughed.
The Meeting
Cam was sitting on a motor cross bike at Storm Chargers, waiting for Dustin, when a young woman walked in. She wore a short, black skirt and a jade green tank top. On her feet she wore black boots that went nearly up to her knees. Black, shoulder length hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, and her eyes were covered with dark sunglasses. Her skin had a natural tan common among people with an Asian background.
She spotted Cam and walked over to him. "Do you work here?" she asked.
Cam shook his head. "Sorry, I don't. I'm waiting for my friend to finish up here. I could get someone who does work here if you want."
"No, that's okay," the young woman said. "It's not that important. I'll come back later." She began heading back to the door when she turned back to Cam. "Do you ride moto?" she asked him, pointing to the bike he was sitting on.
"Kind of, I'm having trouble advancing from the mini bike to an actual motor cross bike," Cam laughed. The young woman laughed too. "I'm Cam."
She looked at Cam's hand, which he had outstretched for a handshake. "The name's Ebony," she said, shaking Cam's hand.
"Do you ride?" Cam asked.
Ebony looked down at the floor. "I used to all the time, especially with my brothers. When my father died I wanted nothing to do with motor cross because he was the one who taught me to ride."
"Did he die in a motor cross accident?" Cam wondered out loud.
"No," Ebony said simply, "but enough about me. What about you Cam? What are your interests? What are you like?"
"I'm really good with computers and I hang out with a bunch of knuckleheads," Cam said, giving a quick overview of his life.
"Let me guess, these knucklehead friends of yours are good looking and get all the attention," Ebony said simply. Cam nodded. "Sounds like my friends. I have to constantly worry about my clothes when I'm around them. They're the main reason I'm in this get-up," Ebony said, indicating the skirt, boots, and top she wore.
Cam laughed and Ebony was soon laughing herself. "Listen, I really should go before my friends think I've gone back to moto and come in here to rescue me from myself."
"Alright," Cam said, "maybe I'll see you around."
"Or you can meet me at that new dance club tonight at eight," Ebony smirked.
Cam laughed. "Sounds great. See you at eight Ebony."
Ebony walked out of Storm Chargers to meet another young woman who was waiting for Ebony. "Well?" the other woman asked.
Ebony smirked. "The Green Ranger fell for it: hook, line, and sinker."
"Perfect," the other woman laughed.