Bo Sinclair x reader

Chapter 2

You got the window seat. You had won. You sat next to Dalton, who was stuck in the middle, and behind Carly who had decided she didn't want to drive. It was nice to know you had won something against Wade, watching as he was drove when he had wanted to sit passenger instead.

    He turned the radio on, and turned up the volume on it so everyone could hear.

     "Record crowds are expected for college football's biggest game of the year," the announcer on the radio... announced.

    "It's gonna be packed tomorrow," Wade huffed, seemingly not liking the thought of driving and the thought of having to go out to some football game.
    "Really?" Carly asked.

    "What sort of person even likes college football that mu... never mind. The answer is Blake," you said as you put your head against the window. It was sadly not a cold window.

    "Dude, speaking of packed, my legs are killing me back here, man," Dalton whined, shifting around constantly to try and get into a better position. By doing so he was making you a lot more uncomfortable than you already were.

    "Don't worry, man. It's not Wade's fault his little Hot Wheels car only fits two." Nick responded, his head propped up by hand as he stared at Wade's seat.

    "It's more like a Shot Wheels car, isn't it, Wade?" Dalton paused for a second before carrying on, "Wade, what did you do, go to the barber and ask for a He-Man haircut, or what?"

    He laughed at his own joke while Nick told him to shut up. Dalton hit Nick a few times and you could see he was laughing too. After a couple more hits Nick hit his pal back.

    "Ow dude, you hurt me," Dalton said as he continued to laugh.

    "What the hell is this?" Nick asked as he looked out the window to the car that Paige and Blake were in ahead of you.

    There was a detour sign, and you were all now following the truck onto an unknown road. A grumble of disagreement came out of everyone as Wade followed the others.

    "So much for his little shortcut. I hope he's not gonna get us lost," Wade sighed as he maneuvered the car to be next to the truck.

    "Well if he does at least we won't have to sit through some game," you retorted. You'd much rather go to some cutesy diner in a small town than you would having to sit through a game of men tackling each other. Although Stephen kings 'you know they got a hell of a band' story did make a good point as to why maybe actually making it to the football game was a better outcome. (If you don't know what that story is I will tell you it if you want)

     "Damn, yo!" Dalton called out as he began to hit Nick, "wake up wake up wake up."

   He was looking across you out the window, you looked out as well to see what he was looking at. It was Paige. Doing... doing typical Paige things. Almost immediately Dalton took out his camera to record.

   "Oh. My. God," Carly gasped as she looked up at the truck.

    Dalton continued to make a bunch of comments about it while filming, meanwhile Wade began to honk the cars horn to alert the two over in the truck.

    Paige looked up, and Blake smiled at the lot of you stuck in the tiny car.

   "What are you doing- god look at his face," Carly's phone began to ring, "she's calling me."

    Carly picked up the phone and immediately started with, "you are so busted."

    Paige held up a small tiny tube to the window while saying something into her phone.