To: good girl, From: bad boy

6- A little bad for my good

We walked out of the house and to a motorcycle. "We're riding this?!" I exclaimed. I backed away from it. He smirked and looked at it, "What? Scared?" He asked while getting on it and starting the revving engine.

I looked at him like he was crazy while he tried handing me the helmet. He groaned, "Please, Samantha. I told you. You've gotta be out there, princess." I looked at him and he shoved the helmet closer to me. I sighed and put it on.

I stepped up and got onto the vehicle. He looked back at me, "Put your arms around me and hold on very tight. Lean when I lean." He instructed. I wrapped my arms around his firm body. Then we drove off.

I held onto him tightly as he took off. I leaned with him on the curves and turns. The excitement in my stomach jumped and flopped around.

Soon we pulled up to a highway that had many other motorcycles around us. "What are we doing here?" I asked. He parked his motorcycle on the side, he got off and so did I.

"Motorcycle race, my dear." He smiled brightly. I looked at the motorcycles and then looked back at him, "Isn't this illegal?"

He looked down at me and put his arm on my shoulder, "only if you say it is." I looked at the crowd of skanky looking girls walking around us, and bad-looking guys, like Tristan himself.

I didn't realize he still had his arm around me until he moved it. He walked over to a guy who was kind of taller than him, he had jet black hair that was short, he wore a leather jacket and baggy jeans, he seemed very- bikerish.

The guys eyes looked over at me and Tristan turned his head to me and smiled, motioning me to walk over there, so I shyly did.

Tristan smirked like normal, "Ah, Princess." He smiled. What is up with these nicknames, damn. "Hi." I looked down.

The man smirked like Tristan.

He looked down at me and put out his hand, "Kian." He introduced.

I grabbed his hand a shook it. "Samantha." He smiled and released my hand. Tristan looked at me and smiled strangely.

He grabbed me and hugged me. What. I slowly hugged back. I felt him smirk, "Go with it, these people need to think you're my girlfriend."

I slowly let go of him and nodded barely.

He looked at Kian and winked, walking off while holding my hand. God this is fake and we barely know each other but I love him holing my hand.

We walked around and sat down on a bench. He looked at me and smiled, "How do you like it so far?" He asked.

I smiled back, "Its actually fun."

He nodded, "I'm glad to hear because this is a date."

I looked at him shocked, "What?" I asked. He smiled gently, "I wanted to take you on a date, here it is. I told you I was going to make you feel free."

I looked at him and made a confused face. A date. I've only known this guy for a day.

I looked back at the people walking around, until I heard loud roar like sounds. I turned to the roars, and seen 6 motorcycles lined up with a girl standing in front of them.

"Rules! No cheating, no wrecking each other, and NOOOO short cuts! Ready?! Set?! Go!!!" She screamed and they all took off.

I laughed when I seen Tristan laugh, his laugh was a deep chuckle but it was amazing to hear.

He looked at me when he heard me laugh, "What's funny to you?" He asked. I shook my head, "Nothing. Just this, it's fun." I smiled.

He smiled back and looked back to the road.

After watching the race, we started to leave. "Do you want to spend the night again or..?" He asked and smiled.

He threw his leg over his motorcycle, I shook my head, "I have to go home."

I got onto the motorcycle and he started it, "Where do you live?" He asked. I told him my address and we started to leave.