The drive

The drive

A Story by Jada Johnson
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you want to go for a late night drive?

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there will be moments when you’re driving alone in your car, singing along to your favourite song. the windows are slightly rolled down, you feel the crisp wind on your skin, the music pulsing through your veins and you sort of just enjoy the now instead of worrying about what will happen tomorrow. but all of a sudden you hear a certain lyric that strikes your heart and suddenly the moment means much more to you. well it was that night, 2am in los angeles as asia smoothly puts her black leather jacket on, her hands made her way to her hair where she pulls it back into a tight ponytail. she then goes into her makeup box and finds the deepest shade of red to represent her wild side. she grabs her shades and heads out the door. 

asia wasn’t sure where she’d go, but her mind was set on going. just going some place where the breeze was heavy and things were stress free. asia’s running on empty, the late nights and long drives have her mind running deep. the only way she could forget about her past is by speeding through the freeway and yelling into the night sky. cruising around the city, has led her to find herself in late night driving with no destination. the music’s cranked till the car is shaking, her smile has lit up these city lights, her life may be messy but her vision has always been just right. there’s something magical about driving around late at night with the top down, and your favourite song is playing.

 especially when there’s no one else on the road, but Asia just drives to feel the music float through her sleeves. slowing down as the beat softens then flooring it when the song picks up the pace again, going so fast it feels like she’s flying. one hand out the window and one on the wheel, Asia begins to feel. the feels. as she continues to drive her mind explores and clears the roads, the city lights have captivated her, and she’s feeling so free. driving in the city was Asia’s desire, Asia’s safe place and Asia’s fascination. late night drives to no where, late at night with the windows down, a breeze pouring in, thoughts running, while the music’s blasting… "the drive".

© 2017 Jada Johnson



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Asia better be careful, I would assume you have a bunch of American followers from the lack of reviews on this one our speeding tickets are like 200 dollars a pop. So this probably took them all to a dark place. I think I needed more imagery to make me forget being pulled for going too fast, going too slow, going, Insurance, just checking, fitting the description,DWB, etc. This was a good read.

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Jada Johnson

2 Weeks Ago

glad you enjoyed it!



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Asia feels like the secret person all of us hide deep inside. It was refreshing to see her again, god knows i've held her away for a long time haha
Thanks for that write, it was inspirational, relaxing and very vivid :)

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Jada Johnson

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wow.. i love the interpretation

& im glad you enjoyed it marina!
Asia better be careful, I would assume you have a bunch of American followers from the lack of reviews on this one our speeding tickets are like 200 dollars a pop. So this probably took them all to a dark place. I think I needed more imagery to make me forget being pulled for going too fast, going too slow, going, Insurance, just checking, fitting the description,DWB, etc. This was a good read.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Jada Johnson

2 Weeks Ago

glad you enjoyed it!

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Added on October 30, 2017
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