The first day was finally finished, and I don't know why I'm so excited about it.
I decide to walk instead get a ride from Joey.
"Hey, um, need a ride?" I turn to see Wen in a 2001 ford focus.
" No" I said bluntly. I see his face turn to a frown.
" Oh come on I know I seem like one of those jocks, but I'm not. I just want to give you a ride. Give me a chance." He said with a smirk.
" Whatever." getting into the passengers' seat.
"So how long have you been living here." He asks looking straight at the rode. I dodge this question, because I'm not here to make a friendship, "ok then."
Its silent for bout five minutes. Before I start looking through his CD's for some screem-o.
" Do you only listen to classical music." I ask, a little mad I went into this car instead of Joey's even though this one smells better.
" Yeah it soothes me" He said with a huge smile on his face.
"Ok?" He's so weird. " Turn right and its the blue house on the left"
"Cool, I live a block from here." He says stopping at my house. He starts writing something on a strip of paper. Cool he's left handed too. I get out of the car before he finishes.
"WAIT!" That's the loudest I've heard his voice. He gets out the car with me. "Here Its my phone number if ,you know, want to talk or hang out." He laughs nervously
He waves goodbye. When he's finishes I feel arms around me and I see Wen look up above my head. Someone turns me around ,and kisses me slow and long. I push the person back to see Trey looking at Wen.
" Stay away from my girl." He says before leaving to his house across the street.
Then I turn to see Wen getting into his car with a furious look in his eye.
What just happened.
*AUTHOR'S NOTE*
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