The bet or double trouble?

Chapter 3 - First Drink

Chapter 3- First Drink

I threw my backpack on my bed in frustration. Today my whole school day consisted of everyone whispering and talking about me and that jerk Gabriel.

'A hot jerk' my inner self added.

Like this day couldn't get any worse I am now currently debating whether to go on the date or not, how could I even be considering it, is beyond me after all he is an arrogant, cocky jackass.

If I went I could then tell him to leave me alone and maybe find out something about him. To be completely honest I am actually quite curious where he would be taking me I mean it can't be something bad like a strip club or something I am underage after all.

But on the other hand what if he tries something on me? And no one will be there to help me or what if he will take me to the woods and then it turns out he's a vampire who only wanted to feed of me, well then it must mean my blood smells nice. Okay I am officially going insane I think someone should call the doctors already.

I jumped on my bed and laid on my bed debating. I looked at the clock on my nightstand which read 17:30, I didn't even realize it's been over two hours already seems I keep track of time well... Yeah that's for sure....
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In the end I decided to go, If I didn't go he would most likely keep on knocking on the door till my mum opened and worst scenario they would start talking and then my mum would force me to go. She wants me to go on dates nearly everyday she keeps nagging me about it, I mean it's starting to get pretty annoying. Finally I will be able to say that I actually went on a date with a jerk...

It's currently five minutes to seven, I walked towards the mirror and looked at my own reflection smiling to myself of quite a good job I managed to do in an hour. My I was wearing blue skinny jeans, white top which said 'good girls are bad girls that never get caught' in black letters simple but I liked it. I wore black blazer over my top and to finish my outfit I put on white converse it looked simple but nice. I applied a little bit of make up which consisted eye liner, mascara to make my forest green eyes stand out and lip gloss. As for my hair I quickly straightened it it didn't take long since my hair wasn't really curly.

After few minutes I heard a knock on the door, I quickly grabbed my phone and some money running down the stairs to open the door, before my nosy mom could. When I opened the door it revealed a good looking bad boy standing there with his usual smirk. He wore black skinny jeans, blue vans, black t-shirt and leather jacket over it.

"Done checking me out?" He winked, making me blush in embarrassment.

"I-I wasn't checking you out, I was just looking for any well hidden weapons you could be hiding, it better to stay safe than sorry" I fake laughed.

Smooth very smooth Sutton now he probably thinks I am some kind of freak.

"Sure whatever helps you sleep at night" he smirked "Anyway wanna walk towards my bike or stand here for the rest of the night" he held took my hand.

"Eh yeah let's go, but no funny business mister"

"Whatever you say" we walked towards his bike him still holding my hand, when we reached our destination he threw a helmet at me "put this on and then sit on the bike and put your arms around my torso, well that is if you are not scared, well are you ? " He looked at me and then sat on the bike.

It wasn't just a normal bike it was motor bike I haven't ever drove on one, but I won't show him that I'm shaking at the thought of ridding on it "Of-f course I am not scared, I bet you are scared instead though"

"How can I be scared ridding on my own bike ?" He turned his he's and looked at me rising his eyebrow. Now he probably thinks I am stupid or something.