luke
"so, where am i taking you?" lena asks. "your bed." i smile. "yuck." she rolls her eyes.
"take me to my apartment." i say, buckling my seatbelt. (safety first, kids. girls can't drive.) "where's that at?" lena asks. "right there." i point at an apartment building behind mcdonalds. she laughs and then realizes im being serious. "wait. really?"
"yeah." i laugh. "you are literally the worst." she rolls her eyes, again. "i know i couldn't get you to meet me any other way." i smile. "am i supposed to think that's cute?" she says. "yes." i smile even bigger.
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"okay, get out of my car." she blantantly says, as she comes to a stop. "can i get a kiss first?"
"get out." lena deadpans. "no, but actually.. you're really cool and i wanna see you again, lena." i smile.
"yeah, whatever. get out, weirdo."
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