Shewolf

Chapter: 3

Chapter: 3

When we reached his car, I finally pulled my eyes away from the ground. I couldn't believe what I saw. His car was amazing. It was a black and silver Mercedes Benz ALT McLaren Roadster. How could he have a car like this. Was he rich? Who am I kidding. of course he's rich, just look at this damn house.

"You like it?" He asked catching me, once again, in deep thought.

"Yeah. This is a beautiful car." Did I mention I'm kind of a car freak. You could put me in a car lot full of all types of cars, and I'm sure I could name all of them. My dad was an engineer and he always had me around while he worked. he pasted away when I was five. 

"It's a Mercedes Benz -"

" - ALT McLaren Roadster." I said cutting him off mid sentence. He just looked at me for a while.

"What?"

"How did you know that?" I just smiled and shrugged.

"A girl can have her secrets."

I got in the car and waited for him to get in. Once he did, he just looked at me.

"What?" I asked again.

"Your very surprising." I didn't say anything. I just smiled and looked out the window.

We hadn't said anything for a while and I was still looking out the window. but when Jeremy wasn't paying attention, I peeked over my shoulder to look at him. Why did he have be so got damn gorgeous? I kind of just sat there for while staring at him; basically being a creep. But even when he throw a look in my direction, I couldn't seem to look away.

"Ummm, I'm starting to get scared."

"Oh. Ummm. wait. What?"

"Am I that hot? You can't seem to keep your eyes to your self." I kind of smiled at that because he was absolutely right. I couldn't. But while looking for and excuse for creep mode staring, I couldn't help but notice that I never told this boy where I lived. How could he possibly be still driving without asking me what turns to make or if he was going the right way.

"Do you know where your going?"

"Yes." He replied with no type of thought.

"How?"

"How what?"

"How do you know where your going but never asked?"

"Oh. Ummm. Brittany told me." Ok that did make some sense, but how would Brittany have told him if while they we're talking I was right there. I heard no exchange of my address. surprisingly as it might seem, I just let it go.

"Oh. Okay." After that, the rest of the ride was quite. When we pulled up in front of my house I was glad. I had to get out of his car; before something happened, if you know what I mean. Plus if he tried anything I wouldn't be able to resist. I opened the door to climb out the car but the sound of Jeremy clearing his throat stopped me.

"So."

"So what?"

"No thanks?"

I got out and right before I slammed the car door shut I said thanks. He rolled down his window and shouted,

"That wasn't to nice" right before I shut my front door.