chapter six amos moses ty `` amie , what you wan na do ... '' the charger was growling down the highway , the sun shining bright , lexie sitting beside him , hair flying all around her face , feet to the dash , knees bent near to her chest , heels popping up , legs swaying , hands on her thighs slapping , mouth open singing some hick-ass , country rock song at the top of her lungs which was the only way he could hear her considering that shit coming from her ipod connected to the car stereo was blasting out the speakers .