*Bojos POV*
I can feel her hand grasping mine tightly and my heart starts flipping again. It's really her and I'm really here.
Somehow even the constant munch of the cheerios in my ear is endearing.
"Are we there yet?" She asks through a mouthful of weetabix. I could've sworn she had cheerios.
"We have been running for 30 seconds now." I reply. "Look the government scooters are just around the corner now it'll be easy going then."
"We are not scooting to London from Liverpool."
Ah there it is. The intelligence and wit that is so attractive in a female.
I know she won't want to scoot, so i quickly yank her around the corner and get on a scooter.
I scoot away as fast as possible so she has no choice but to follow.
"Oi Bojo, get back here you soggy biscuit!"
"LANGUAGE LJ" I scold as a do a triple flip over a motorway on my scooter.
"Sorry Bojo.." She says as she tries to copy my flip but fails miserably and ends on top of a Volvo.
I begin to chuckle getting louder and louder until i fall off my scooter and end up next to her.
I roll on to my side and catch eyes with LJ. In that moment, the world stands still. The cars stop honking, the trees stop swaying and the year sevens stop wheelying. It's just me and LJ right now, us against the world.
I knew it was the right moment, the moment i've been waiting for since 10 minutes ago. The perfect moment to lean in and.........
