In a sleek black car with a sleeker black interior, three boys sat. It was the one with blonde-ish gold hair who felt the worst about what they were going to do.
"Are we really doing this?" He asked, stomach churning uneasily.
The black haired boy looked at him with boredom, but like always, something about his expression was sharp. He was just naturally built to be intimidating.
"Nicolas," Ryder started. "Shut up."With that remark, the green-eyed boy fell silent once more, head lolling lazily against the passenger seat window. His eyes closed, hiding his storm of angry emotions as he floated away with his thoughts.
Nicolas groaned. "Don't tell me you actually want to do it?" His words fell on deaf ears. His own curiosity rose by the second. Soon, he couldn't bring himself to protest against what they were doing.
Ryder's eyes snapped open. He glanced at Nick calmly before looking back forward. His expression remained unchanged, empty. You could even say 'dead'.
Ryder hummed distantly. His mind seemed to be somewhere else. Finally, he spoke. "Curiosity is something dangerous, isn't it?" The quiet words made the air feel heavy. "Yet even the best of us get affected." Impassively, he turned back to Nicolas. His eyes slightly narrowed. "Are you not just as curious?"
Nick bit his tongue instead of saying anything back. He really couldn't, not when Ryder had hit the nail right on it's head. He opted for saying something else. "If she finds out, we are so dead."
"Well..."The third of them quipped, finally joining into the conversation.
Nick rubbed his temple, fighting an oncoming headache."Carter, don't even get started."
He slumped in his seat with a pout. Ryder looked at him with a dead-pan expression. "You look worse than someone who had their face set on fire before it was put out with a sledge hammer." He stated simply like it was a fact. "Who knows how you get girls?"
Carter's lips pulled into a scowl. "Ha fu*king Ha. Very funny Ryder." Ryder smirked at Carters annoyed tone. From the rear view mirror, Carter glanced at Nick, momentarily looking away from the road. "Besides, you can ask Nick how I get girls. He should know best, the same way he knows why Stacey is obsessed with you."
Nick caught the accusation laced in Carter's joking tone. He straightened up in his seat, feeling defensive. "Hey! Don't go throwing accusations. This time I didn't do anything."
"Whatever you say," Carter said. The car fell silent once more. "Sh!t," Carter muttered. "She noticed us."
Ryder sighed, sitting straight. "Idiots," he murmured. Suddenly, he reached over and turned the steering wheel so that the car would go into the intersection.
Carter started cursing, caught off guard. "What the f**k." He pointed a brief glare at Ryder. "Give a guy a warning, damn.
"You didn't want to get caught, so now you won't get caught," Ryder said flatly.
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ParanormalA special girl. A girl who hasn't seen her own face in ten years. The girl in the Mask. --- The sons of some of the most powerful beings: Son of Cupid Son of the Devil And son of Death himself Put them together in a high school with the...