Mr. Player meet Ms. Trouble

Chapter 3 Do I even know you!

I was just freshly clean and my bus left me. Left me alone, late for school, and have to miss the test. Actually, I'm happy about the last part. You would be to, right?

"Hey, do you want a ride?" I turn to see where the voice came from. It was a hot and I really meant hot guy sitting in the car. And no, he wasn't over thirty. Trust me, I'm not that stupid. He looked about my age maybe just a year older. Dark brown hair, shining green eyes, I'm sure he was tall. Probably rich, I could tell by his car. He was driving a red Dodge Viper GTS-R. Yes, I know about cars too. Any second now I was going to drool over the guy. Or maybe drool over his car. Which one? I mean the guy the car were both smorking hot! Hey, don't blame me. You would too, don't lie. But before I could, I think the guy saw me checking him out. "So are you coming? Or your just going to drool over me and my car?" He questioned with a smirk on his face.

"Don't flutter yourself pretty boy!" I reliped back.

"Pretty boy? Not bad. Do you want a ride or not? I'm also going to be late for school." Pretty boy said. Yes, that's his nickname now. Well, he was pretty.

"Do I even know you!" I questioned.

"No, but why not try." Pretty boy chuckled. Wow, I see another man whore in my life. Isn't one enough for me?! I hestianted and thought, I couldn't ditch school. My mom would kill me.

"..s..u..r..e." I said shyly. I'm dead. Plus, stupid to say yes.

"Sure? Ok get in." Oh no, next newspaper head line I wondered what it would say. Maybe like this, "Stupid nerd found dead in a car going to school. LATE! Reporters say she said,"yes" to go in the car. What are you STUPID!" I thougth about it for a minute and got in the car. And again those words went in my mind again. "What are you STUPID!" oh shut-up brain, give it a rest!