Dear Cupid

--You Give the Good Girl a Ride

When I was 14 when Chad was 17, and that was when he was diagnosed with level 4. He was 2 weeks away before heading off to Mississippi for college where he would be on the football team as the quaterback and it was all going to be okay. 

But level 4 was bad, it began to change him to much chemotherapy wasn't working and the doctars couldn't do anything else. He was dying and we couldn't do anything. Mom was a wreck when it finally happened when my sister and I were dressed in black and saying goodbye to a box of ashes I could hear her sobbing in the back but I couldn't do anything to help her so I just cried myself to sleep for weeks. 

I still miss him and I still think of him every day and night he never leaves my mind, I donate $500 dollars to the brain tumor foundation each year and convince the school to collect donations from January to April it was only March, we still had another month left but we were short $70. 

When detention ended I practically ran out of there to finally escape the silent treatment Drew and Travis were giving me, I hated pity but I thought they'd at least show it in their faces they were sorry. 

I realized a little to late once again that Liz has taken the car, I was going to kill her I swear. There's only 5 cars still in the lot and as I look around the only people who could give me a ride is... Drew. 

"What's wrong princess." He smirked when he saw me staring around dumbfounded. "Someone steal your car?" 

"Yep." I said following him "My sister, and your giving me a ride home." 

He raised his eyebrows "i am am I?" 

I nodded until i saw what vechicle he had stopped in front of...oh crap... a motarcycle. I hated motar cycles. "Still want that ride?" He asked noticing my scared expression. 

"I don't want it." I said glaring at him as he handed me a helmet "But I need it so lets go." 

I hop on behind him with his extra helmet on and hestently put my arms around him to hold on, crap this is awkward. 

He starts the bike up and I saw quickly "Don't go to fast." 

"Hit me when your street comes into veiw." Is all he says before we drive and holy crap! He was driving 80, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die. I latch onto him tightly as he zips down the roads I dig my face into his leather jacket trying not to puke. I finally glance to the side and see my street is the next road I tap Drew's shoulder and he pulls into the street and I point to my small but cozy house. 

As he stop his bike I just off then punch his shoulder. "I TOLD YOU NOT TO GO FAST!" I scream at him "That was so mean!" 

He just smirks at me as he takes his helmet off "My motar cycle, my rules princess." 

"You went over the speed limit!" 

"So?" He asks. I roll my eyes and start towards the door as I hear him call back sarcastically "Your welcome!" 

But I ignore him as I walk into my house closing and locking it behind me. "I'm home!" I call "Thanks for taking the car Liz." I add sarcastically. 

"How the hell did you manage to get Drew Simons to give you a ride home?!" 

I look at her with my eyebrows raised in question "What?" 

She rolled her eyes then pointed at the window that showed the driveway where I had just come from "Drew Simons AKA the hottest bad boy in the school! How did you manage that smoking guy to give you a ride?!" 

"I asked." I said rolling my eyes "It was either him or his best friend, I picked him." 

She glared at me for a moment then shrugged "What ever, by the way Vance is coming to take the two of us to dinner with mom. One of those weird bonding experiances with mom as like a chaperone I guess." 

"Great when he coming?" I mumble half heartedly. 

"6, it's the Belle Luna so dress nice." 

I roll my eyes and go up the stairs to my room where I collapse on my bed, one hour great. I stand back up and walk to my closet and grabbed a black highwaisted skirt and a mint green bouse that I tucked in and then slipped on ballet flats. I walked into the bathroom and examined my curly hair deciding it should probably just be left down I pulled my pony tail out and let my curly red hair fall to my lower back. I finally examined myself. It was easy not to dressy not to drab. But feeling weird in just my shirt I grab a pair of my sisters cheer shorts and then collapse back on my bed and sent a text to Jade. 

[I'm going out for dinner with the wannabe father, wish me luck] 

Immediatly I got a response [LOL luck babe, eat a garlic bread for me :D] 

I couldn't help but smile at Jade and mine's endless obsession with garlic bread, everytime we went to a resturant we always got garlic bread as an appetizer and we always thought of eachother as we ate it, as creepy as that may be. 

Downstairs the door bell rang and I heard mom call for us to come down. I followed grudgingly back downstairs and into the front hall where Vance was now standing in holding a bouqet of flowers for mom and was kissing her on the cheek. 

"Hey Chloe." He smiled when he saw me "No Jade tonight?" 

I shook my head "She had homework." 

He nodded and that was it, I saw my mom give me a look that said 'Keep talking!" But I ignored it, Vance and I never really talked just the usual Hi or how are you but that was it. It was clear to him what I thought so he didn't push me to hard to like him which was good. 

Finally Liz came down and we began the 10 minute drive to Belle Luna and as I leaned my head in agony I couldn't help but realize I'd rather be doing anything then be here.