The Bad Boy and His Nerd

Chapter 7

I clap Brady on the back, laughing and yelled bye over my shoulder as I walk towards my house. To be honest, I would've asked someone to give me a lift home since my mom refused to let me ride my motorcycle to school today. My house is around one mile away from school and I feel bad for Violet for having to walk so far.

I spot Violet walking all by herself toward the direction of my house. She looks lonely and I really feel bad for her. I'm so tempted to walk up to her and join her.

I'm never caring! Why do I feel like I need to protect her? Should I join her? Will that give her the wrong idea that I like her? But she's alone and going to have to walk a mile!

After my silent debate in my head, I decide to join her. I can't believe I'm showing my caring side to a girl I just met today. Shaking my head, I jog up to her.

"Mitchell! Wait up!" I say. She turns around, surprised and takes out her earphones. "Um...am I going the wrong way? Is your house the other direction?" she asks worriedly, her eyebrows furrowing.

I silently slapped myself again.

"No! I was going to offer to walk with you. I mean, today my mom drove me to school so I don't have a ride home and well, can I join you?" I let out in a rush. She shrugs and continues walking. I'm glad she doesn't mind walking home with me.

That sounded wrong. I don't like her!!!

"If your mom drove you to school today, then how do you usually come to school?" Violet asks quietly, looking up at me. "Oh, I have a motorcycle." I say proudly, even though I'm surprised that she asked me. Then she says something that again shocks me.

"Oh!! That's so cool!! Can I see it later? I've always wanted to see a motorcycle up close!" She blurted out, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Immediately, she looks like she regrets saying that and shies away from me.

There's something odd about her. It's like she wants to be confident but she tries to be shy all the time.

I want to find out the story behind her strange behaviour.

Violet's POV

I sounded a little too confident again!! Why do I keep doing that? I need to stop showing my old self.

I hate to admit it...

But a motorbike sounds really really cool. Now Joshua's looking at me strangely. I look down at my feet and keep my mouth shut.

"So, um... do you have any siblings?" Joshua asks, obviously trying to make small talk. "Um, no. Just me. And you don't need to initiate small talk. Silence is fine for me," I lied, giving him a small smile. He doesn't return the smile and instead a cold look flits across his face. My heart start hammering against my chest rapidly again and I refuse to look at him. I really don't like silence. Silence reminds me of the pain in my past.

"I don't think you like silence." He claims, almost as if he could read my thoughts. I keep quiet and we walk on in silence.

"Oh, we're here." Joshua finally says.

Thank God.