Biker Babe

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Harley’s POV

French class was boring considering I knew all of it already. Ryan- I mean Mr. Roberts kept glancing at me. I just hope the other students didn't notice.

My last class before I had to go to work was dance. I can't describe to you what the teacher was like because truth be told I didn't go.

I quickly jogged over to my bike while slipping on my leather jacket. While straddling the bike I slipped on my helmet. Revving my bike I pulled out of the parking lot and speed down the street.

Pulling up to the elementary school I felt a dull feeling of dread. Walking in the empty hallways with the slapping of my shoes on tile made the feeling in my stomach pulse. Before I knew it I was sprinting to room 603. Slamming into the open door frame I said "I'm so sorry I'm late!"

"Really Harley? Again?" Tristan sat there with a look of irritation and disappointment. Tristan was a tan 7 year old boy that I loved more than anything in my life. He had big brown eyes and shaggy brown hair; due to the fact that we didn't have the money to cut it and Tristan didn't have the patience for it.

"I'm so sorry you know that I'm back in school I can't pick up you early." I said begging the 7 year old to forgive me. This wasn't the first time I was late and I felt horrible.

"Ehm Harley could you sit down. We have some things to discus." Ms.Bloom said to me. Ms.Bloom was a pale Jewish woman with big frizzy hair and Tristan’s 2nd grade teacher. She was perfect for Tristan. Tristan had a bad childhood and seems to act out because of it. He had ADHD and anger problems and when mixed together he was a handful and most teachers kicked him out after a week. But not Ms.Bloom. But I do have to meet with her at least twice a week about his behavior.

I sat my butt in a tiny chair made for children not caring that I probably looked ridiculous. "What did he do?"

"Why do you automatically think I did something?" Tristan yelled at me.

"Sit your ass down. Why else would I be here?" I ordered Tristan. He slowly sat back down after deciding if he would win this fight or not. Turning back to Ms.Bloom I asked again.

"Well I think it would be better if Tristan told you" She said giving Tristan a look.

"Well first I want to say I didn't start it and Ms.Bloom is being stupid!"

"Tristan! You respect your elders!"

"Whatever..." He grumbled.

"No say sorry to Ms.Bloom!" I ordered him but I'm sure it didn't look that threatening due to the fact that I was sitting in a child's chair.

"Fine." He said and reluctantly turned to Ms.Bloom," I'm sorry."

Giving him a kind smile Ms.Bloom accepted his apology.

"Anyways so I was talking to Beth and then Chris came and pushed her and called her mean things. So I pushed him and then we got into a fight." A spark of pride ignited in me.

"Well that was very wrong Tristan and I can promise you Ms.Bloom he will be punished!" I said giving Ms.Bloom an act but my real plan was to take him out for ice cream and then take him to work. With a quick bye to Ms.Bloom I gathered Tristan’s stuff for him.

Once we were outside I bent down to his level and gave him a tight hug. This wasn't anything special. I did this every time we came out of one of these meetings. I wanted him to know that no matter what he did I would always love him. Pulling away I looked at him and said."I am so proud of what you did to that turd." and gave him a high-five. Tristan didn't say anything he just gave me a smile and we continued to walk to my bike.

Picking him up, I put him on the bike and put my helmet on him. I positioned his stuff so it wouldn't fall off of my back with all of my stuff plus his. I cared too much for Tristan’s safety to ride with him no matter how many times he begs me. I then proceeded to push the bike on the sidewalk while Tristan pretended to ride it.

"How about we get some ice cream and you can tell me how your sleepover was last night? I missed you ya know."

"I missed you too Harley." He said smiling up at me. The helmet almost falling off his small head. "And I had so much fun at Jakes house! Did you know he has a pool!?"

"Really?!" and we continued to talk about his night at Jake's and went to go get some ice cream. But even though I was spending some time with Tristan I couldn't help but dread work.

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