Rambo || Bryson Tiller

02

"Come over after school."

"I'm just getting to know you." She mocked

"You coming or what?" I laughed

"Yea. Sure."

"Alright come on." I patted her thigh bouncing up

"We have 2 more periods."

"Let's skip."

"No. I'll meet up with you later. Scribble your address down." She handed me her notebook

5281 BrentWood Drive.

"Bye GG."

"GG?"

"Goodie Goodie."

"Rather that than a BB."

"BB?"

"Bad Boy."

"Your lame. Meet me at my house after school."

She nodded and waved before heading down the hallway. I looked around before hopping the gate.

Rose
After roaming the halls I finally found the dance room. It was full of popular girls, boys that only wanted to look, and a few real dancers. I took a seat by myself setting my book bag in my lap.

"Rose?" I looked over and someone I didn't know was calling me

"Do I know you?"

"You can get to know me." His smoove southern accent laced my ears

"I bet you use that a lot."

"Only on beautiful girls, like yourself."

"What's your name?"

"Tory."

"Tory?"

"Yea. Tory Lane but you could call me Lanez or whatever you come up with."

"Well Tory I'm Rose."

"Rose you and I should go out sometimes."

"Is that so?"

"No doubt."

"I'll think about it Mr. Lanez."

He winked at me before turning back to his friends.

After School
I typed Bryson's address into my gps before setting it on my dashboard. I followed it until I reached a nice sized house around the corner from school. I didn't have his number so I knocked on the door awaiting an answer. The door creaked open then swung open completely revealing Bryson.

"What's up?"

"You don't mind if I park in the driveway do you?"

"Nope. You hungry?"

"Starving."

"So what you cooking?"

"I'm not that hungry." I laughed

"Okay let's go."

"Where we going?"

"You hungry right?"

"Yea."

"We're going to eat."

I followed him out to his car. I hopped in and cut on the radio. He had something on that I never heard before.

"Whose that?" I asked a few minutes into the song

"Me." He looked at me from the corner of his eye

"Your good. Your gonna make it." I said before cutting up the volume

I could feel him looking at me as I looked out the window not to mention the reflection that it held.

"Your making me nervous."

"My fault." He laughed

"Where we going?"

"To eat."

"Where?"

"A restaurant."

"What restaurant difficultness?"

"One where they make food."

"Omg forget it."

"You mad now?"

"Nope." I crossed my arms over my chest and stared out the window

"I'll take you to Chuck E. Cheese since you being childish." He laughed

"I like that slide anyway."

He laughed even harder. I couldn't help but laugh.

"We going to Denny's but if you still wanna act childish I could get you a booster seat."

"I think I'm fine." I giggled as he pulled into the parking lot

"Just saying."

"B?"

"Yea."

"You know who Tory is?"