Cupid's Bow Breaks

Chapter 3....Me, my car and I

I was forced to make myself visible. She didn’t want anyone to think that she’d gone mad. On impulse, as we were crossing the grounds, I slid my arm around her waist. Alright. It was not impulsive.

“What are you doing?” she mouthed with a fixed smile.

“Improving your social image,” I whispered back.

“My image doesn’t need fixing.”

I hope she didn’t catch me winking at some pretty girls we passed by. I love the way they faint when they see me.

We decided to take my car. Actually, it was I who decided. I’m proud of my car. Who wouldn’t be? A futuristic convertible, red, with an amazing stereo. It even had cup holders. Definitely a chick magnet, right? Then why the beep was she staring at it in disgust?

“After you, Madame,” I said chivalrously holding the door open and bowing low.

‘Are you sure it’s safe? It looks like it’s going to spontaneously combust.”

Okay, so either she thought it was hot and dug it or she was scared because the wheels were smoking. Get it? Smoking hot? Because they were literally on fire? Ugh! I hate this! Mortals never get any of my jokes!

“I’m positive.”

“Alright. But if you get me killed, I will personally murder you.”

I don’t think she saw the irony in that. I mean, How can you kill an immortal?

Once we were seated and everything was belted down, I touched the accelerator. We were soon cruising down the road. It felt good. She was beautiful too, with the wind in her hair and her eyes glittering. Oh wait, that was water. I slowed down to about 100 kmph. She started to yell at me. The effect was kind of wrecked by the fact that she was gasping for air. I slowed down to 50. Great, now even snails could overtake us.

It also meant that she could scream her head off at me.

“What are you trying to do? Do you..”

I pretty much tuned out by this point to check out my hairstyle in the mirror. Damn, the wind had wrecked it. I quickly ran my fingers through it. There, back to being irresistible.

Till another slap on my cheek wrecked it. Again. And this one really stung. I mean, what is with this girl and violence?

“Hey, lady, ever heard of don’t distract the driver? If you do that again, you can get out and walk.”

”Fine. Stop the car.”

I did. She got out and stormed up the opposite driveway and let herself into her house. Well, so much for revenge.

Just then the minion materialized and dropped the bag on my head. Ouch. Could this day get any worse? I backed up the car, fixed my hair and followed her.