Chapter 3: The project

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Josie

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Josie

I wake up to the sound of my alarm ringing and I'm confused, it's Saturday I shouldn't have school. Then it comes back to me, I have that stupid get to know your mysterious hot partner who is probably a illegal street racer project. I mental scowled at myself I couldn't wait for this day to be over, which only leads til night where I half to endure a party.

I got out of bed and noticed the sun was shining which was good, because we almost never have the sun out. I went to the bathroom and showered.

***

I blow dried my hair and curled my hair and bangs, which I still couldn't believe I had Ivy had dared me to get them. Which I'm not the dare devil type but I thought it was my last year of high school so what the hell.

I put on a red wrap around short sleeve floral dress with a high slit in the thigh with high heeled combat boots. I thought it be nice to wear a dress since the sun was out and the boots paired well, the shoes give me a extra inches which doesn't make me much taller being 5'3. I could also wouldn't have to come home and change which was a plus. I put on a soft rep lipstick with a bit of mascara, I like the way a red lip made me feel powerful.

I pulled out my phone and saw the time was 11:40 the drive would only take 10 mins, but I didn't have a car, the walk is about 30 mins so I will be a little late.

I was 20 mins in to my walk when I heard a engine roar to hear it stop. I didn't turn around to look just kept walking but then I heard my name. "JOSIE". This time I did turn around and saw no other than Thomas on the hotmoblie, and I can't believe I just called it that Ivy would be so proud of me. "Thomas, hey I—I'll see you at the diner" and kept walking "Wait, why should we just meet their when I can drive you" he said way to easily and their was no way I was getting on that bike. "Yea, no way in hell am I getting on that death trap" he only smirked at the reply and I narrowed my eyes. "I been trying this for a while and I'm alive, come on I'll drive you to the dinner will get breakfast—"
"It's lunchtime"
"Will get lunch and go from their" he finished and I hesitated
"Come on you'll be fine I promise" and believed him somehow so I did the one thing I least suspected and said "fine, but if I die I will sue"
"I wouldn't expect anything less"
"Do you have a helmet for me at least"
"Can't say I do" my face went pale
"May I remind you I am alive and without helmet hair" he smirked
"You are very talkative now, but not in school what changed"
"That very high slit dress" I blush til my cheeks were as red as my "very high slit dress"
"As much as I love to keep talking we need to get a move on this project hop on I'll go slow"
"Promise?"
"Promise" so I hoped on
"Hold on very tight" and I could hear the laughter in his tone, but i complied. Then we were off and at the diner in two minutes.

We got off the bike and head for the diner "see not so bad"
"Are you kidding me I thought I was going to die" which was true that thing is scary. I could have swore I heard him mumble a dramatic. He opened the diners door for me, I went in him trailing behind me. We took a booth in the car left corner with a window view. He grabs a menu and ask "have you been he before"
"Only about a million times"
"Good, surprise me and get me something delicious"
"What?" I question
"You heard me you been here before so you know what's good get something good"

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 18, 2021 ⏰

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