EARLIER AT LUNCH
After the talk with Mr.Hernandez, Cole and I exited the class. Normally when the period is done, people go their separate ways, but with my luck (note to my sarcasm) that didn't went as plan.
"I know this good diner not too far from school, it has the best burgers and milkshakes. Lets go grab something to eat." Cole suggested, well more like demanded, while dragging me like a rag doll again.
We were now in front of the school compound.
"Come on lets go. That fool already wasted a whole ten minutes of our lunch."
"I'm not getting on that death machine!" I demanded.
Cole got off his Harley Davidson motorcycle, walked up to me ,and pulled me into him. He then said, "It's not a death machine, and it is safe. Like I said before I'll do anything for you.......I will never put you in danger. Okay? "
"Yea okay."
By now, everyone that were having their lunch in front of the school was staring and whispering at the moment Cole and I had.
'Thank you Cole for making me the talk of the school.'
I really don't like when people stare at me, it creeps me out. Like literally. The stares are getting worse.
'I don't want all of ya'll eyeballing me! Go watch something else!!!!'
He doesn't seem to notice all the stares in which we were receiving, or he chose to ignore them.
Cole took my hand and lead me to the bike. I was so busy in thought, I didn't realize that he had put on a helmet on my head.
"Cole where is your helmet?"
"It's on your head"
"what if you get hurt, it will be my fault."
"Angel nothing is going to happen to me, okay."
"Yea"
"Wrap you arms around me and hold on."
"I know, I don't plan on dying anytime soon." I said with sarcasm dripping from my lips.
A chuckle left Cole's lips and we were speeding out of the school compound.
I felt a combination of fear, relaxation,anxiety, adrenaline and pleasure from riding on Cole's "Baby"; his words not mines.
He had a name for his 'oh precious baby' but didn't want to tell me.
A few minutes later
Cole and I pulled up in front of a diner called 'Route 66'. Cole got off of his Harley Davidson motorcycle, help me down and took off the helmet for me.
"Thanks"
"No problem, come on." he said while taking ahold of my hand.
As we entered I notice the diner had a 50's theme. It was so cute.
"Angel close your mouth you might catch flies"
