Jared's P.O.V (Remade)
                              I direct Connor to my car. Okay, so maybe I'd decided to take him up on his offer. Free coffee with a cute dark guy, right? Basically a date. Though I definitely will not ever admit that. Especially not to him.
                              I unlock it, and climb into the driver's seat, slamming the door shut. He does the same, sitting down in the passenger's seat and clicking his seatbelt on. I tap the steering wheel. "So.." I state. My tired-ass brain clearly cannot function properly enough to remember general directions at the moment. "Where to, again?" Connor laughs. "Just go straight from here. Past the orchard, then take a left." I do as instructed. I mean, I've driven this car for like, what? One and a half years? Being sleep deprived as fuck may keep me from remembering directions, but it definitely won't keep me from driving. I do it every day, so what the fuck. How hard could it be? 
                              Harder than I thought, apparently. I swerved weird a few times and Connor kinda gave off the vibe of thinking that I was one of those high school jerkoffs who'd get stoned and go for midnight drives. And, no. Obviously I am not one of those. The closest thing to drugs that I've ever even had was like, a cigarette. And even then, one was not enough to get me addicted or anything. But whatever, I'm rambling. 
                              We get to the place, step out, and walk in. It's small, there's a lady at the front desk, and no line. I can see someone walk out, but other than her, it's just me and him. Which is. Maybe giving my sleep deprived brain a little bit of serotonin. He orders something, I order something else and start to grab whatever money I've stored in my backpack.
                              "Dude, I can pay." I shove a credit card back into my pocket, and shrug. "Uh, sure. I guess." He gives her some cash, and she says something like 'Okay, sir your order will be ready soon', and walks off. I blink at him, stuffing a hand in my pocket. "You didn't have to grab the tab." I say, waving my free hand around. "What? Nah, I wanted to." He turns back to the front desk type area, and taps his boot on the ground. At some point she comes back, and hands us are drinks. I start drinking mine, I can't remember exactly what I ordered, but it was something cold. 
                              "Thanks," Connor says, pulling on a small smile. She smiles back at him. "It's no problem. Oh, and" She looks at me now, and I try to act as casual as possible. "You two make a really cute couple." We both freeze. I can already feel myself coughing up whatever I just drank, and Connor's already really awkwardly trying to explain to her that we are not in the slightest, a couple. 
                              "We're um, we're just friends." She frowns. "Ah, I'm so sorry. Well, you two make a really cute couple o' friends, then!" He nods, thanking her, and then grabs my hand and pulls me out. We sit down at some table outside. "Holy shit." I mumble. 
                              "Yeah-- that was, uh." I stare at my drink. "'Awkward'?" He nods. "Yeah. That." He forces out a laugh. I smile nervously, and glance over to my car, then back at him. "She-- she didn't know what she was talking about." I say, mixing everything in my cup together with my straw. "Y'know, she's just, like, an underpaid coffee barista. It's whatever. Not like she knows us or, um." I sigh, and tug his sleeve. "Maybe we should just get back to school." 
                              "Yeah. That sounds like a decent plan." He starts. "You should probably get some kind of rest, though. So maybe I could drive?" I pause, and stare at him. "You sure you know how?" "My dad taught me when I first turned sixteen, so... yeah. I think I do." I sort of cringe at that, but I mean. It can't be any worse than my driving. And I guess I could use rest. So I sigh, and toss him my keys. "Knock yourself out."
                              "Just not literally. Don't crash my car, please." "I won't, it's a smooth ride back, anyways." 
                              "...Alright."
                              Word Count : 754
                              Time : 11:08 p.m. bcz i am a psychopath
                              Inspiration : good. im thinking about making some random kleinphy digital art soon so. 
                              P.O.V For The Next Chapter : Corner  <3
                                      
                                          
                                   
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