Melody smiled and looked over at Rebecca, who was visably upset.
"Not my brother Melody... You can get off here."
Melody's eyes narrowed. "Your poor brother's doing to die a virgin if you keep him attatched to your tit like that. You're not his mother." She said, turning towards him and kissing his lips, even if it was for a second. She didn't know if she depruded him or if he'd kissed a girl before, but it didn't matter much to her. Her lips were sweet, yet salted thanks to the cigarettes she smoked. And she smelled good, if it wasn't for the cigarette smell on her shoulders. Her hair was really pretty, a nice brown color. Minus the smell of smoke on them.
Rebecca's hand balled into a fist as Melody smirked. "Night, Davie..." She said, sliding out of the car with Stacy.
"The hell's your problem? That kid's like... young..."
"I felt him around... he might have a bit of a surprise down south."
They laughed as Rebecca drove away quickly, scary quickly.