Bad Boy's House

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"Princessa, you still coming over to my place" yelled Dylan. "Yeah" I mumbled. "Why the long face" he asked catching up to me. "Listen Dylan. I'm not doing all the work just because I'm a nerd doesn't mean crap. If you don't do your part then I won't give you credit. I don't care if your Dylan Blackstone that doesn't mean crap to me" I said. "Woah! Princess there ain't no need to get all upset. I will do my share of work, I promise. And by the way sugar I don't think you're a nerd" he said. "Whatever" I said. I put my science stuff in my locker and got my homework out. The period I was headed to was study hall which gave me the time to do my homeowork. I grabbed my bag shoving my math and language arts notebook in it. I was half way down the hall when I realized I needed my science textbook for the project. "Crap" I muttered. I walked back to my locker and grabbed the textbook. "Hails" whispered a voice. I turned around to see Katie and Madison gathered in our usual corner waving me over. "What" I said a little harsher than I meant but whatever I'm not in the mood. "God, what's got your panties in a wad" asked Katie. "Dylan, came to my house last night and I was reminded just now that I have to go to
his house" I said. "Oo maybe y'all will have some fun" said Madison winking. "Ew that is so disgusting and heck to the no" I said. "Lol you'll fall
for his charm eventually" said Kate. "Haha you're very funny. Now I've
got homework to do" I said. After completing my algebra I started on my language arts which was a breeze. The bell rang signaling it was time to go home. Oh wait I've gotta go to Dylan's. I walked outside to a huge surprise. It was snowing!! Like what the heck it hardly snows in Florida. Like I stood there with my mouth hanging open. But we are right on the Florida-Georgia border. "Princess do you know where you're going" asked Dylan. "Nope not a clue" I said popping the p extra hard. "I can drive you there" he said. "Fine". "Great follow me" he said. "What the hell" I muttered looking up at the sky. "Shocker right? It hardly ever snows in Florida. But, we can have some fun ouside" he said. I gave him a quizzical look. I arrived to his car or should I say a motorcycle. Dylan handed me his helmet while I stared at him like he was crazy. "I know I'm hot but, stop staring" he said with a smirk. Dang that smirk. "I'm not getting on that death machine" I said. "It's not a death machine it's a motorcycle. Now put the damn helmet on and hop on" he said. "No. I'm not ending my life at 16" I said. "If I have to I will strap you down to this thing and drive you to my house. Now if you wanna have a safe journey I suggest you hop on before the snow piles up and it gets to hazardous" he said. I slid the helmet on and got on. When the engine started I tightened my arms around Dylan, in return he tensed up. "Ready" he asked. But, before my answer came out he was speeding down the road. I must admit it wasn't that bad and it was kind of thrilling and definitely got my adrenaline pumping.

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