Chapter 10 (Hannah’s P.O.V.)
“There you are.” Tracey exclaimed as she walked over to my car. “What took you so long?”
I rolled my eyes at her. “Just get in the car.”
“Wait, were you doing the naughty?” Tracey exclaimed as she hopped in the seat behind me. She was always doing that, but what did you expect when I owned a convertible. I knew she sat there so I couldn’t reach her to smack her. I grumbled to myself as Sabrina slid into the passenger’s seat beside me.
“Tracey, be nice.” she lectured her as she fastened her seatbelt.
“Fine,” I heard from behind me as I pulled out of the parking lot. That was when the true torture began. I knew that it would only be worse when we got back to my place.
“So?” Tracey started again, “What did you two do?”
I rolled my eyes again, “Nothing.”
Sabrina looked over at me, “No, seriously Hannah. What did you two do?”
“We ate my sandwich and had some ice cream.”
“That’s it?!” I heard from behind me. “No cuddling, no kissing, no talking?! Nothing?!”
I sighed, “We talked.”
“About?” Sabrina leaned over toward me.
“Just about stuff in general. There really wasn’t much that was specific.” Before I could say anything else, I saw Sabrina giving Tracey an evil grin. Then my car was filled with singing.
“Hannah and Liam sitting in a tree,” “K-I-S-S-I-N-G” rang from beside me, while behind me there was an improvisation, “F-U-C-K-I-N-G”
I took a quick glance in my rear view mirror before doing a brake check. I heard an ‘oomph’ as something, more specifically Tracey’s face, made contact with the back of my seat. I had a huge grin on my face as continued down the road.
“What the fuck?!” Trace exclaimed. Sabrina began to snort as I looked at Trace in my mirror. She was rubbing her face, glaring back at me.
“You should learn to watch your language, damn it.”
My car then erupted in laughter, which was still going as I parked my car. I started to put my top up as they climbed out and got their things.
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Your Touch
Teen FictionHannah was living her life just as she always done. And she has the same problem. She can't find that guy with the spark. But what if she meets someone one night that has that spark? What if that someone is a member of One Direction? (c) RockerKiki...
