I'm Happy If You Are

Deathtrap

  "Think of your favourite teacher you ever had in school: the one who made it the most fun to go to class. They surprise you. They keep you guessing. They keep you coming back, wanting to know what's going to happen next."

-Pete Carroll-

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Chapter 4:

I rose from my seat and stood up, amazed.

"How did you get my number?" I yelled into the phone.

"The school doesn't keep their student files very confidential like they say they do." His friendly laughter filled the line.

I rolled my eyes a couple of times and hung up the phone.

I'm gonna beat him to death.

"Mom, I'm going over to Lucas' house"

I shut the front door behind me and walked angrily down the concrete pathway.

This is exactly the reason why I should've walked away from Grey in the first place, I don't get involved with trash like him and now he's stalking me.

I was turning to walk down the sidewalk and saw Grey pull up behind me in his of course, oh so cliché, bad boy scenery. A motorcycle.

I sighed. "You know that deathtrap doesn't make you look cool, it makes you look dumb as hell."

He cut it off. "Guess what, I don't need you to judge me. I've got plenty of people doing that for you already. I need help with my math work."

I continued walking and he got off of the deathtrap and, unfortunately, followed me.

"Go to class and maybe you wouldn't be bothering me for help," I snapped.

I want so badly to slap him but I'm a good person. But maybe a good person would slap him?

I continued to walk just making him more irritated, good, maybe he will leave. Nope.

"Where are ya going?" he asked with a bright voice and smiled stupidly at me.

"Lucas' house, so leave."

After I had finished my words he pulled at my arm and threw me over his shoulder quickly.

I swatted at his back and kicked my feet but he acted like he wasn't even affected.

I eventually stopped and he dropped me on his deathtrap and gave me a helmet.

He hopped on with me so quickly that I wasn't able to get off. He started it and drove away. I immediately felt the air whip at my face so I unintentionally wrapped my arms around his torso.

"What's his address?"

I gave him the address and he found the house fairly decently.

"Kerri, you can let go of me now."

I didn't reply to him. I just sat there still attached to him from shock. We had just arrived to Lucas' house and I hadn't released Grey from his position.

"Dude. Get off me."

He shook me off him and I gradually came back to reality.

"I will never do that again, ever." My face was pale, I could feel it. My arms were stiff and my legs were wobbly.

We walked up to the house and knocked on the door.

"Hey, Kerri.... and dude..." he greeted us at the door. At first, he was happy, then he saw Grey, and a look of shock plastered his face.