Buy Cars and Trucks in Brentwood, Tennessee

Porsche : Boxster ONLY 51260 MILES ONE OWNER
Porsche : Boxster ONLY 51260 MILES ONE OWNER
$14,950.00
Time Left: 2h 1m
Chevrolet : Bel Air 150 210 1953 Chevrolet Bel-Air
Chevrolet : Bel Air 150 210 1953 Chevrolet Bel-Air
$4,750.00 (5 Bids)
Time Left: 3h 36m
Chevrolet : Camaro 2012 CAMARO ZL1 580 HORSEPOWER
Chevrolet : Camaro 2012 CAMARO ZL1 580 HORSEPOWER
$57,820.00
$67,820.00
Time Left: 8h 20m
Toyota : 4Runner 95 Toyota 4Runner..Nashville Motorsports
Toyota : 4Runner 95 Toyota 4Runner..Nashville Motorsports
$1,525.00 (9 Bids)
Time Left: 9h 15m
Pontiac : Trans Am TRANS AM 1976 PONTIAC TRANS AM 455 4SPEED
Pontiac : Trans Am TRANS AM 1976 PONTIAC TRANS AM 455 4SPEED
$9,550.00 (20 Bids)
Time Left: 1d 11h 52m
Toyota : Land Cruiser 1975 Toyota Land Cruiser FJ40
Toyota : Land Cruiser 1975 Toyota Land Cruiser FJ40
$5,000.00
$9,000.00
Time Left: 1d 17h 29m

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okay so ive written a little bit of a book so please read it and comment, i dont thing ull b dissapointed!! PART ONE::::: Prologue That little town in northern Tennessee was where the magic had first appeared. But once we were together, once we knew our destiny, the magic seemed to follow us everywhere. It followed us through the end of the summer, through senior year, and through the rest of our lives. And one day, for the next two who meet here, the magic will follow them through their lives, keeping them together forever, just as it has done for us. Chapter 1 The wind whistled through the trees. The creek trickled further down the mountain as I ran. The sun was beginning to rise and I needed to make it home before my parents knew I was gone. The gravel crunched beneath my boots as a made my way up the driveway to our welcoming ranch in rural Tennessee. I sneaked quietly through the front door, kicked off my boots, and tiptoed up the stairs to my room. I inhaled the homely pine smell of the newly furnished wood floors and lightly closed the door behind me. The orange and pink flowered comforter was neatly tucked into the bottom of my wooden canopy bed. The light from outside reflected onto the metallic-colored pillows on my windowsill, instantly reminding me that my parents would wake up soon and I needed to be ready to start chores. I hurried into the bathroom and turned on the hot water in the shower. I suddenly heard the crumble of the gravel as a car pulled up the drive. I wondered who could possibly be here this early. I took a quick glance at the clock; it was almost 6 AM. I turned off the water, leaving my room, and jogged down the stairs. I opened the door, surprised by the summer sunrise over the horizon. A red pickup truck was parked down the steps in front of me. The windows were tinted; I heard a click from inside the car, and a pair of brown cowboy boots shown as the door of the pickup opened. A boy, looking around 16 years old, stepped out from behind the door. He took a step toward me, his short blonde hair shaking against his forehead. “Hayden Cadwell?” He asked. I smiled tentatively, and nodded. A bright grin appeared on his face, raising the freckles on his cheeks. “I’m Tanner.” He said. “Brentwood.” He added quickly. He jabbed a thumb north down the road I lived on “I, um, live down the road; your dad hired me to work out your horses.” I vaguely remembered my father talking about hiring a new stable hand. My parents were having a hard time financially, so they fired off all of our hands, but now that we were back on track, I guess it was time to start over. “Oh yea, sorry, you can come in if you like.” I motioned to the open door behind me. “That would be great.” He smiled his dazzling smile again, turning around to lock the truck. I turned to walk into the house, hearing Tanner’s steps behind me, and walked into the kitchen. “You hungry?” I asked walking over to the fridge. “Yea, now that you mention it. Do you mind?” He smiled again, looking straight into my eyes and my heart began to beat a hundred miles per hour beneath my chest. “’Course not” I smiled sheepishly back, blushing. “Are eggs okay?” “That’s fine with me, if its food, I’ll eat it” He laughed. I grabbed the carton of eggs from the fridge, and a pan from one of the cabinets. He shifted his weight to the other foot. “I hope you don’t mind me asking but, do you mind if I use the restroom?” He asked. I cracked some eggs and poured them into the hot pan. “Right down the hall” I pointed past the front door, smiling and blushing all in one. I turned around, leaning on the counter, and sighed deeply. Someone as cute as Tanner only comes along once in a girl’s life. I began to daydream about him and me, sitting on a porch swing, holding hands. I smiled, remembering, in seventh grade, when I got my first boyfriend. His name was Caleb and he was one of the smartest kids in our class, everyone always made fun of him, I laughed aloud. “Hayden, what’s burning?” My dad called from upstairs, snapping me out of my daydream. “Wha-.” I began, before I finally realized. I turned around sharply, just as Tanner walked into the kitchen. “What’s going on?” He asked, walking toward me. I grabbed ther pan from the stove, threw it into the sink, and turned on the faucet. The kitchen now smelt of burnt eggs. I covered my eyes with my hands and then wiped my hair away from my face. “God, Tanner, sorry I should have been paying more attention.” I started. “Can I make you anything else for breakfast?” I waited a few moments for him to respond. When I turned over to him he was laughing hysterically. “Its ok, you just made my day.” He choked out between laughs. I looked down into the sink at the pan that was now covered in a thick sheet of black crust, and began to laugh myself. My dad walked in just as Tanner and I were in a complete laughing fit. “What ha THIS IS PART ONE please go to my page for part 3 etc.


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I like how descriptive you are. I absolutely hate the south, Tennessee being part of that, but you make it sound pretty good, in a weird way. Keep it up. [: