Jax drove me and Axl home after that whole thing. I hopped out of his car and walked right into my house. I take a quick shower before jumping into bed. I close my eyes and a drift into a well earned and needed sleep.
"We're going down down in an earlier round and sugar we're going down swinging.!" Pete Wentz blares in my room. I groggily get out of bed and trudge to the bathroom. I wash my hair and put on light make up.
" The boys are here." My mom calls up the stairs. I throw on a tee shirt and a skirt. I feel like dressing nice today. I throw on a pair of converse and grab my leather jacket. I run downstairs grab a granola bar and I run out the door. I hop in the car with the boys. After filling them in about last nights events Dylan spoke,
" Are you okay? " He asks.
" Yea of course!" I say trying to convince him .
" okay. " He says unconvinced.
We pull up i he parking lot of the school. I see Zoey wave me over. I walk over to her with a bit of pep in my step. Even though I'm kind of shaken up from yesterday I feel like I can do anything.
" What's got you all dressed up?" Zoey asks me.
" I don't know. But I feel great." I say smiling.
" Good." She says hooking arms with me as we walk into the building. I got a lot of stares and whispers as walked in.
" What is everyone whispering about?" I ask Zoey.
" I have no idea ." She answers. My phone vibrates in my pocket.
Captain Solo : Hi Princess
Me: Captain
Captain : What school do you go to?
Me: Liberty Central
Me: Why?
Captain Solo : Must you ask so many questions ?
Me: Yes
Captain Solo : Bye Princess
Me: Goodbye Solo
" Who are you texting ?" Zoey asks me as we get our books from our locker.
" My friend Cyrus" I say smiling at his antics.
"Oh My God!" She screams.
"What?" I ask frantically
"Cyrus Audi? As in Candace's ex- college boyfriend? He broke up with her because he said he found another girl! OMG!" She whisper-screams.
My jaw drops. Did he brake up with her over me? Does he like me? I shake the thoughts out of my head. I have a math test and honestly that's slightly more important. I walk into class and take my seat.
After the longest test of my life the bell shrieks signaling the end of the period. I run to my locker before jogging to the Art room. We got to do portraits of each other during class. I drew Zoey. After that I had my favorite class ever. Free period.
I walk outside enjoying the last remnants of fall. My classmate Tara and I sit and chat about random things to pass the time. A motorcycle speeds into the parking lot leaving a trail of exhaust and tire marks. The man on the bike pulls of his helmet and smiles at me.
"Hey Captain." I see greeting him as if I don't care.
"Princess." He says giving me a bow.
"Why are you here?" I ask curiosity getting the best of me.
"Well I have a present for you." He says vaguely.
"So you drove here to give it to me." I say
"Nope I have to take you to it." He says motioning me over to the bike.
"I can't. I have class Mr. College man. " I say sarcastically.
"Come on. I am 18 years old. I am an adult and I can sign you out of school." He says running into the building. I shake my head. I have made a lot of bad choices to get to here. A few minutes later he comes back with a yellow slip. That means he actually got me an excused absence from class and signed me out . I am in shock on how he managed that.
"So join me?" He asks hopping on his bike.
"Sure." I say sliding behind him on the bike. He gives me his helmet and starts the engine.
"What about you?" I ask
"Please I don't want to see that pretty little head of yours get ruined." He says as we pull off. A group of girls take pictures as if trying to capture this moment forever. We drive for a while before he slows down at an abandoned where house.
"Is this where you kill all your victims? "
"No smart-ass this is the hanger." He says.
"Yea okay." I say unconvinced.
He pulls open the doors to reveal a bunch of Star Wars and superhero themed cars.
"What are these?" I ask examining a gold C3PO themed car.
"They are my guilty pleasure. I love designing them and after my dad and I built our first car we kind of went crazy." He says laughing lightly.
"These are so cool." I say in awe .
"Thanks! I've never shown anyone these but I thought you'd appreciate them." He says smiling.
"So which one do you want?" He asks dangling two pairs of keys in front of me.
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Dancing in the Rain ( Editing)
Teen Fiction"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass. It's about learning how to dance in the rain" Bianca Allen is perfectly average. At least that's what she wants you to believe. She stays out of drama and never crawls out of her comfort zone. Althou...
