Battle Scars // Cameron Dallas

Thirteen

We walk back outside through the back. Ryan ran up to the front fence and climbs over it. "You realize we could have just used the front door?" I ask him and I climb the fence, "It wouldn't have been as much fun." He says with a pout. He walks to this small, red paint chipping car. "This is my baby." He introduces me to his car. Ryan starts to open my door, "I got it." I say reaching for the handle. "No someone who has a great taste in music and fashion taste needs to be treated like a princess." The door opens and I sit on the beat up seat. It was slightly dirty on the floor but it was better then what I have. Piles of CD's lay on the ground. I take them in my hand and look through them. The slam of the car door startles me and I drop all of the CD's "Shit." I mumble.

"What?" He asks looking over at me as he starts the car, "Oh those are my band demos." He says as I look at the CD's and pick one. The case was beautiful, designed with a black rose with white splatter paint across it. "This one is a good one I think." He takes the case from my hand and pops it in the player. The music started with piano adding in a guitar and the drums lyrics sang and the bass played at a slow pass, "This is super pretty" enjoying the music.

"Thanks," We drive through the neighbourhood and pass some busy streets for late at night, "I sing a little bit but I mostly play guitar." He tells me focusing on the road, "Do you sing or play anything?" He looks at me quickly and back at the road.

"No, but I've always wanted to play guitar." The back of the CD has the play list for the demo, number three catching my eye. 'Ryan's guitar/vocal demo to survivors.' "I sing a little bit here and there," Skipping all the sings and stopping at three.

"Change it." Ryan says clenching the wheel, "Why?"

"Because I don't like my singing or that song." His eyes lost their happy shine, "I like it." Closing my eyes and slumping into my seat, my feet rest on his dashboard. I peek at him and he smiles, the car light up with the street lights every few seconds and I peek at him driving, "Didn't you say it was just down the street?'

"Yeah but," he stops talking, "But what?" I worry slightly, "Well Ms. Nirvana I may have gotten us lost." His fingers runs through his black emo fringe, "Well just call them." I offer. "Aren't you smart, but my phone died."

"I'll call them dick weed." I laugh, "Aye and my names Alexis." I tap my feet to the beat of the ringing of my phone as I rung Cameron, "I like Ms. Nirvana better." He whines, "Or sexy but I've been calling you that in my head." He smirks looking over at me.

"Hey take me to dinner before you start trying to get me in your bed." No answer from Cameron and I try calling him again, "Damn." He cruses with a playful smile and watches the road taking random turns. Cameron doesn't answer and it's the fourth call. My phone turns off and I pick at the black paint on my nails, "Did he answer?" Ryan asks already knowing the answer, "Uh no." I stutter. Why wouldn't he answer?

After a long time of driving and several phone calls that never got answered, we find the burger place. Cameron's car sits up in the front. "Hey," Ryan's voice sounds slightly raspy and his hand touches my knee but pulls away when I look at him, "You ok?" He asks I nod, "I hope I didn't scare you when I was joking about the bed thing." He says, looking at me desperately "No you didn't." I smile and open my door, "Now lets go eat some milkshakes and cheeseburgers." I laugh and run up to the restaurant. Ryan chases after me and when I get through the door his arms wrap my waist and I screech a giggle, "Let go Ryan!" I demand.

"You have to say I'm pretty and my band is cooler then yours."

"I don't even have a band." I remind him.

"I know, that's why it's cooler." He lets go of me. "There they are." Ryan points at a booth with three people in. As we walk closer I hear Amanda's annoying laugh and Cameron dipping a fry in a sauce, the other guy Alex? I telling them both something but Cameron still looks at Amanda while Alex talks, "Hey guys?" Ryan clears his throat.