Who Knew

Chapter Two

   As I'm on my drive home, I think about what just happened. Why did he talk to me! And he even said I was "adorable" like what the heck! I tap to the beat of a song on my steering wheel. As I hum along, I look over and see him in his car.

"RICKY?" I yell and almost hit the brakes before realizing I'm on the road. He smiles at me. His smile is very entrancing. It's like a lullaby but in physical form. I grin a little at his gesture and look ahead.

All of a sudden I'm really hungry, so I decide to use my freedom and stop at Taco Bell. I try to take some back roads to shake Ricky off my tail. I end up losing him and head to Taco Bell.

When I arrive, I walk inside and guess who's at the counter ordering. Ricky. Is he following me or something? Ricky turns around and laughs.

"Are you following me or something?" He says loudly, in front of everyone.

"You wish," I smirk, and go to the counter to order.

He laughs and sits down waiting for his order.

"I'll have a hard shell taco supreme, make that three actually and an extra large doctor pepper." I smile.

"Dang, how are you so skinny?" Ricky says.

I turn around, roll my eyes, and hand the lady my own credit card. She hands me my receipt and I stand in front of the counter, waiting for my food. Once both Ricky and I have our food, he sits next to me.

"Don't you have a girlfriend?" I tease.

"No." He simply states.

"Oh sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"It's fine." He interrupts.

I begin to eat, so does he and then next thing I know we're in a long conversation about politics.

"Wait," I say, "I need to get going, it's 8:30." I say as I check my phone.

Ricky looks into my eyes and smiles. I don't know what's going on, he is the player of the school. Every girl wants to date him, and be with him. Except me.

"I'll walk you out," all of a sudden his whole 'bad boy' appearance changes. He's now, him. I smile a little and start to walk before I feel his hand slip into mine. I look up at him and he's looking forward.

As we walk out I open my car door, get in and he holds the door open, leans in, and kisses me. Stunned, I stay stiff.

I gasp, and pull away. He pulls back.

"Too soon?" He says, with a half hearted grin.

I look towards his lips. No, I think. I grab his head and engage in another kiss, this time he's the one in shock.

"Get in the car," I say.

"What about mine?" He worries.

"I'll drop you back off, just get in."

What am I doing? Why is he getting in the car? These are the questions I'm asking myself. I watch him as he goes around and sits in the passenger seat.

"Now where?" He asks.

"I don't know, I'll just drive." I laugh.

"Wait, we need to plan this then."

"Ok?"

"My car is a truck, while yours is quite small, so I'll follow you to your house, you pack a few things and then we'll go."

I smile, he's pretty great. I mean, he's handsome, he's adventurous, sort of smart, and nice.

"Ok." I say.

Then it hits me. I met him 2 hours ago. What am I doing? I need help. Ricky begins to get out of the car before I stop him.

"Wait!" I yell.

He turns around.

"Yes?"

I grab a piece of paper, write my number and name and hand it to him.

"We're taking things too fast. Let's just start out with something simple." I say.

"Ok," he winks.

I watch him as he walks away.

What did I get myself into?

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Hey guys!
Do y'all ship Micky? I certainly do!
Love,

Tiffany.