Chapter Five: "Honey are you gay?"

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Chapter Five: "Honey, are you gay?"

A/N: Selena Gomez as Aliyah Reed, picture above.

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"Damn, when did you learn that?" Quinn spoke, amused, as he picked up Travis and carried him bridal style. Then, he went inside to bring him to the nurse's office, I'm assuming.

Aw, I never thought he can be a gentleman to his nemisis.

I'm surprise the principal hasn't come yet. But I'm glad they didn't because a detention is the last thing I want.

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"Man school goes by fast." Aliyah stretched and we walked to Momo.

"Do you still want me to drive you to Sam?"

She nodded her head and hopped in. She turned on the radio and Watch me (whip/nae) blasted in the car.

I instantly turn it off with a scowl on my face. "Don't be such a buzzkill, Sadie! It's a popular song."

"I don't care! It's hurting my ears, I can pretty much hear it all the time everywhere. Even on my Facebook feeds, there's that whip, that... twerk it like Miley, and the don't judge challenge. It's seriously annoying now, you know?" I notified her, keeping my focus on the road ahead of us.

"Err, alright." Was all she can say, she took out her phone, probably to text Sam that she's on her way. She didn't bother me althroughout the ride, since she knows I have to keep focus.

A familiar feeling twisted deep inside my gut.

I ignored it. As I always did.

To be honest, I don't really trust Sam. Hell! From the moment I saw him I just have this weird feeling that he'll just end up on hurting my best friend. If he did, he's dead to me. But I gotta trust my best friend.

After a twenty minute drive, I finally reached the campus and drove to his dorm. "Alright, we're here."

"Thanks, babe." She squealed and climbed out the car. I chuckled when she basically sprinted her way inside.

"So where are we heading now?" A familiar voice startled me, causing me to jolt up in my seat. I looked in my rear view mirror, and saw Quinn sitting in the passenger seat.

"Holy shit, Quinn! How long have you been there?!" I half-yelled in shock, as I switch from looking at the road and in the rear view mirror to Quinn.

"Long enough." He replied, moving in front of the car beside me. He looked at me and smirked, you know that smirked that make me want to slap him. 

"How the hell did you even get in?!"

"Secret I'll never tell." He winked at me and put his seat belt on.

"Dude get out!" I told him, sparing him a glance.

"No can do. Plus, I can't get out because obviously the car in running, and! You wouldn't want to just leave me on the side of the road. That's very hostile of you." He casually asserted, making himself comfortable.

"Whatever douche. I'm going to drive you home, because I have somewhere else to be." I informed him and pressed on the gas harder to accelerate. The quicker I drop him off, the quicker I can go to the place that give me peace.

"No, I wanna go somewhere." He pouted.

Gosh, I swear that made my heart skip a beat. You know, ever since I met him, I haven't really stopped and looked at him. He had a perfectly brown tousled hair, chocolate brown eyes, and perfectly toned body. I just noticed, I used perfect quite a lot describing him.

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