YOUNG VOLCANOES

seven

He drove quietly, staring directly towards the road ahead.

I wasn't sorry for giving Ryan the car.

Alex can keep this car

Sure it doesn't have air conditioning, it only has two radio stations and it smells like chinnesse food but he can make it work...

Alex's body looks tense. I can sense that he's waiting for me to say something; he just wants a chance to yell at me.

....after all, I did just give his car away

I sigh.

"I fucked up the kid's car! What was I supposed to do! Take the Car I'd just won by fucking up his car and leave!" I break the silence in a really loud explanation sentence.

He opens his mouth but nothing comes out, his hands grip the steering wheel tighter and then he looks at me in still disbelief.

"I WON THAT CAR IN A RACE! IT'S NOT MY FAULT IT GOT STOLEN!. I WORKED HARD FOR IT AND YOU JUST GIVE IT TO HIM?!" he yells and hits the steering wheel.

Not in anger nor violence but in a little bit of frustration.

"You "worked hard" by racing illegally for it and not having to pay a cent" I state

"Shut up"

We're finally just 10 minutes away from my house.

The adrenaline is still pumping in my veins and I'd forgotten that I was supposed to be tired.

"You know.... you're a really awkward kisser" he says

It sounds like if he'd been waiting for a long time to bring this up.

I can feel my cheeks redden as I remember the event.
I didn't even like Ryan...
I've never liked any guy before... except for band members and fictional characters, honestly.

"You can't say that. You've never even kissed me and you never will" I state and promise it to myself.

"You don't have to feel the awkwardness to recognize it. Besides I can't kiss you because I'm an extreme tongue and ass kinda guy, you're like a 13-year-old-on-his-first-date kind of kisser" he's laughing by the end of the sentence.

Most of the eggs had dried off him. His hair looked kind of sticky still. I could see a little mist of sweat on his skin; I guess from the stress of the race.

What bothers me about him is how he could have such a rebellious and dark appeal but he could have the whitest smile and brightest eyes at the same time.

I looked at my converse which where resting on the deck of the car as my legs where kicked up on top of it.

"Ew" I say as I remember the day that I'd walked in on him making out with some girl in our school's (GIRL) bathroom. It looked like he was sucking her soul out.

We where in middle school...

"Like if you've never wanted a guy to do that to you" he's still smiling as he rolls his eyes and continues driving.

It takes me some time to remember what we were talking about. Oh right. Alex Clifford saying I want for someone to basically suck out my soul with their mouth.

I've wanted that from band members...but I stay quiet.

"Sam?...you've kissed guys before... right?" He asks

I stay quiet and look at the passing houses out the car's window.

"I'm suprised and not at the same time" he raises his eyebrows and does a quick glance at me.