Mr. Bad-Ass Has Competition

Chapter 6 - Skipping

Bear WARNING! THIS IS JUST A ROUGH DRAFT AND MAY HAVE LITTLE DETAIL AND OCCASIONAL MISSPELLINGS AND GRAMMAR ERRORS!

Recap: 

"Stop," I said to no one. I said it so quietly it was almost inaudible. I stopped running as I got to my bike, and finally looked behind me to see if anyone was following me.

I was surprised to see someone standing behind me drenched, staring at me like a piece of art in a museum, like he was trying to figure me out.

I was surprised to see Drew behind me.

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"Why are you following me?" I accused, still trying to control my rapid heart beat. I wiped my cheeks, trying to get the tears off, luckily I could pull it off like it was rain.

"What the hell was that?" He asked, still processing my tantrum.

"You can't answer a question with another question." I retorted defensively. I felt my heart speed up as his eyes flicked up to mine. I can't let him get to me, I'm just vulnerable right now.

"I'm not following you, I was already out here when you started running towards here." He answered, his eyes squinted into slits as he looked at me like I lost my mind. I probably have. "Now, what the hell was that?" He repeated.

"It was nothing." I replied vaguely. I shouldn't be talking to him. Not in my state of mind. There's a very high chance I might do something I regret.

I shook my head irritably. I got on my drenched bike, and started her up.

"You're not going to drive that, are you?" He asked a weird gleam in his eyes. He eyed my bike up and down.

I rolled my eyes, "Obviously," I said the same thing I had to the other boy.

"Wait..." He hesitated before he started talking again. "You shouldn't drive in this weather, you'll get in an accident." His eyebrows furrowed as he stared at the road behind me.

"What's it to you?" I rolled my eyes again before I started up the engine. Why does he even care?

"Is it really worth it?" He asked his voice a little hoarse. What the hell is he talking about? Man, I thought I was the crazy one here. "I'll give you a ride you can get your bike back when the rain lets up." He suggested.

"You sound like a parent." I accused, but not rejecting the offer. Maybe I should go with him, but doesn't he have a bike?

"Just come, an accident won't be worth it." He walked over to my bike and took the keys out and put them in his pocket.

"Hey! What gives?" I yelled. He can't just take my keys like that!

"I'm not giving you an option anymore, I'm giving you a ride." He stated as he began walking away. What the hell?

I began chasing after him, the rain still pelting me. I moved my soaked hair out of my face as the wind blew it.

I stopped when I caught up to Drew. He was stopped next to a black SUV Volvo. It was actually really nice.

He quickly got in the car, not waiting for me. I hurriedly got to the passenger door, and hopped in. He quickly started the car, and hot air blasted in. I hadn't realized how cold I was until I had to suppress my shivers.

"Where to?" He asked, not even looking towards me. He actually was kind of grimacing. If I was such a burden to him why would he offer me a ride? No, why would he force me to let him give me a ride? This doesn't even make sense anymore.