Authors note: *sigh* back with another story and for this story we have the one and only amazing Kurt Kunkle. Let's get started😎
*bit of your backstory*
You have lived in America since you were born and lived with your mum and dad in a fairly big house. Your family is just average- you don't have loads of money but your not poor so you guys are wealthy. You needed a lift to collage since your not able to drive but both your parents were too busy working to drop you off so you had to get in contact with a driver who could transport you when you needed it.
Y/N=your name
F/N=friends name
M/N=mums name
D/N=dads nameI've already wasted enough time so on with the story:
I packed my bags with my essentials and waited on my bed for a text message from my Spree driver Kurt. I was grateful that someone could give me a lift because getting up earlier in the mornings just to walk is extremely boring and annoying. I would definitely rather have a sleep in or some more extra time on my socials. I hear a car horn outside as I get a little notification on my phone. 'Your Spree driver has arrived' it read. I ran downstairs, slipped my shoes on, double checked that the door was locked and walked my way to the car. I was greeted by a man with greasy brown hair, he was wearing sunglasses and a blue jumper.
"Hey, im Kurt. I'll be your Spree driver for today. So we're going to the college?"He asked while staring into his mirror.
"Uhh, yea please," I answered while sliding into the car and placing my bag by my feet. The car had several cameras placed around it and to be honest it was quite freaky. 'Is he recording?' I wondered to myself. I think he caught on to my staring because he eventually answered the question I never asked.
"Oh about the cameras, they're just there since i vlog and stuff," he said unbothered," but also for safety," he added like I was gunna get mad at him for being posted.
"That's cool. How many followers have you got?" I questioned politely while trying to start some sort of conversation, I didn't want things getting awkward.
"Not very many... but that'll all change soon," he replied, his main focus still on the road.
"What kinda stuff do you post? Surely it'll get boring if you just post yourself driving right? I mean no offense but I'm genuinely curious," I said.
"Ohoho, things never get boring on this channel," he laughed. I wanted to continue talking but we arrived at my destination.
"Thanks for the lift. I'll tip you 3$," I said while quickly trying to pull my phone out my pocket. This guy was cute but creepy. I think I like him.
"Thank you for the tip," he said, "you know you should follow me on my socials. My @ is kurtsworld96," he added. He was desperate for attention which kinda made me feel bad for him but I was going to follow him on his socials when I got home.
"I'll check it out on my way home, thanks again Kurt," I waved as I closed the door. After a few seconds he drove off.
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