The Proper Girl

Chapter 2

Miranda's pov

I feel someone shaking me. I mumble annoyed, trying to go back to sleep when I remember what happened. The boy. I never even got a name and I'm fixing to run off with him. He could be a crazy killer. I'm such an idiot. I slowly sit up. "Ready to go?" I nod and stand up. "Can I get a little privacy?" I ask, reaching under my bed for my bag. "I can't go out there." He says, pointing. I glance to the window. Everyone is probably milling about to class. "Then just close your eyes." He laughs softly and does that while I get changed.

Jason's pov

I peek a little. And man I love a country girl with a sexy body. I'm gonna have some fun with this girl. "Ready." I lower my hand and smile. "So what's your plan of getting outta here?" I look above us. "Vent shaft." She smiles. "Finally. Some fun." I smirk. "I think I'm gonna like havin' you around." I say, pulling out my knife and prying the lid off. "Ladies first." She laughs. "Please... Don't go all gentleman on me. I've dealt with enough of that to last me a lifetime." I laugh and help her into it. She's gonna wish she didn't say that to me.

*later*

Miranda's pov

"FINALLY FREEDOM!" I scream with relief, pumping my fists in the air. He laughs. "You never did tell me your name." I say, turning around. "Why do you need to know?" "Well you did rescue me from that hell hole." I say, crossing my arms. "Jason's the name, being badass is my game." I laugh softly. "I'm Miranda." I say. He nods. "Let's get a move on, princess." "Stop calling me princess. If it's one thing I can't stand-" He cuts me off with a hard kiss. My eyes go wide, a muffled squeal being heard as his hands gripped tight to my arms. He breaks the kiss and I stare at him shocked. "W-What was...." "Ya done?" He asks, resting his hands on his hips. "I-I'm done?" I gape confused. "What was that?" "Just havin' some fun." He says, smiling and walking away. I walk after him. "Why are you following me?" "I want to go with you." I say. He laughs and shakes his head. "No you don't." "Yes I do." He stops walking and turns around. "No. You don't. Just trust me on this. Get goin' wherever but you can't come with me." "Why the hell not?" I gasp frustrated. "Cause I said so." "Dammit, Jason you're as stubborn as a mule in quicksand!" He stare at me then busts out laughing. I stand there arms crossed and angrier than a box of fire ants! "What's so funny?!" "You darlin'. You're a riot! I might take you back with me." My eyes go wide. "Where?" He smirks. "That's for me to know and you to maybe find out." He says, tapping my nose. I glare at him enraged. "You're so fuckin' annoying!" He smiles. "And proud to be. Let's go." Ooh! He's letting me come! He starts walking again with me following.

Jason's pov

Man I love teasing her. She's so pissy and easy to anger. Probably frustrated from being locked up in there. "Where are we going?" "Ask me that again, and it'll just be me." She stops walking. I turn back around, trying not to smile. "Girl, I'm just messin'." She sighs and shakes her head. "I swear to God you're gonna be the death of me before I even get a chance to fuck you." My eyes go wide. I spin around. Her eyes are huge and she covers her mouth red faced. "You did not-" "You wanna fuck me?" "Jeez! Forget I said anything!" She says. I smile and get back to walking. That's definitely from being locked up. She probably hasn't-" My thoughts are cut short when I see a police cruiser coming down the road. "Holy!" I grab her hand and hide behind a tree. "What are you-" I slap a hand over her mouth. "Shut it." I growl, sweat on my forehead. I hear the car stop and the cop step out. I dare to peek out and he was smoking a cigarette and looking around. "Give yourself up boy! I know you're here!" I bite my lip, shutting my eyes tight. "I promise no one is gonna hurt you!" Fat chance. I hear him sigh and then drive away. I finally release the breath I'd been holding. "What was that?" She cries. "I told you I'm runnin' from the law." "I thought you were kidding!" I shake my head. "Why are you wanted?" "Not tellin' you that princess." She grabs the collar of my shirt. "Call me princess and you won't be able to sit down for a month!" She growls. Man I love pissing her off. I turn around and grab her hips hard. Her eyes go wide again, her cheeks turning a deep shade of pink. "Princess." I whisper, staring down at her. Her eyes go red with rage. I grab her hand before she can punch me. "I'll call you that as long as you keep getting pissed off by it." "Why?!" I smirk. "I don't know why but I love seeing you angry." She punches me with her other hand which I forgot to secure. "You're gonna dig yourself an early grave, redneck." "You only live once and if I leave now I'm good to go." She stares at me wide eyed. "You're a mystery and a half." She whispers. "Let's get a move on, princess. We're burnin' daylight." She punches me in the stomach again. "Oh ow! I'm gonna feel that for the next week!" I joke pretending to double over in pain. She rolls her eyes and slaps my hands off her hips. "Let's go ya dumbass hillbilly."