who does she think she is?! (MKULIA)

The ride

I walk out of history class with MK, she can actually be funny! I didn't know other people could be funny. It feels good to have someone to shit talk with again, especially since we hate everyone.

I look around for Nichelle's car and it's nowhere to be seen... that bitch. What do I do now? Walk?! I can not crease my new Air Force 1's today, not happening.

MK pulls some keys out of her pocket "so I take by your confusion that you're desperate for a ride?" she says this swinging the keys around her finger.

I cross my arms "I wouldn't say desperte... and don't think about asking me to ride with you, I don't trust you to drive a vehicle.

She chuckles "Your loss princess" she beeps the keys and walks away.

Crap. 

She knows exactly what she's doing.

And it's working.

I catch up to her "Wait!"

She turns her head around "Took you long enough"

"So what car do you drive? Is it fast?" I'm not gonna lie if MK's brain drove a fast car I'd so date him.

"Well we're about to find out" She smirks and clicks her keys. A sound comes from the back of the parking lot.

"Wait, what do you mean find out?" 

We walk through the parking lot toward the beep "You didn't actually think I own a car did you? Ah, here's the ride of the day" She smiles at it and climbs on.

It's a fucking motorcycle.

MK hands me the helmet, "You're gonna need this princess." 

I look at the helmet then look at her "Oh em gee you are crazy."

"Thats kinda my jam" She shrugs

I put on the helmet and climb behind her on the motorcycle. "I swear if this gives me helmet hair I'm going to seriously hurt someone"

"Hold on tight princess"

"Stop fucking calling me that" I hold onto her shoulders and squeeze them to make sure she gets my point.

She tenses "Okay! Okay! Lets just get going, where's your house?"

"So you know the country club?"

"What do you think?"

"Oh, what about the golf course?"

MK sighs and revs up the motorcycle, when she takes off I jerk back and wrap my arms around MK

"Do you know how to drive this thing?"

"Just hold on you'll be fine" She keeps driving and I keep holding onto her, that wasn't an answer to my question.

After a bit of riding around I finally start to enjoy it a bit. The last time I rode on a motorcycle was with some "bad boy" ex of mine who was really just some edge lord, his motorcycle ride doesn't even compare to this one.

"HEY JULIA! HOLD TIGHT!" MK yells through the wind, I clench tighter (which I didn't think was possible) and MK locks in. I close my eyes and suddenly I'm falling back!

"MK WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL ARE YOU DOING?" I wrap all around her stomach looking right at the road which is uncomfortably close to my butt.

"IM POPPING A WHEELIE THE FUCK YOU THINK IM DOING?" She yells at me laughing, its hard to hear with all the wind and the helmet but you'd have to be deaf to not hear that.

For some weird reason being on the motorcycle, riding in the wind, it kinda makes me forget about everything else. Makes me forget about all the bad.

"Yo, Julia, which ones yours? They all look the same" MK stops the motorcycles in front of my neighborhood, she has a point. All of the houses look like hotels and they're all either modern glass or retro white paneling. No originality.

I point directly right "Its actually the one right here"

I get off the motorcycle and hand MK the helmet. I knew I'd have crazy helmet hair I can feel it right now.

"Thanks for the ride or whatever" I roll my eyes and smile.

"Oh the honor is all mine your highness" She bows a little and smirks her head up grinning.

"Quite with the princess thing would 'ya?" 

"I will when I feel like it" She chuckles. "But seriously, let me know if you need a ride, I'm probably the only one you can count on so I won't even try selling it to you."

"Get out of here loser" I wave her away and try to not smile. How can you not smile? How do you stop smiling?

MK starts to speed away when her motorcycle skids to a stop.

"Shit"