April point of view:
I got a text early this morning from Paris saying that she should be picking me up for school. I quickly got dressed and had a small bowl of cereal. I was now standing outside waiting for Paris to arrive. I heard the soft sound of an engine and I turned to see what it was. The most beautiful motorcycle I've ever seen made a sharp turn before skidding to a stop in front of me. The engine was cut off and I took a step back, as the person on the bike, took off their helmet. Paris looked at me and smiled. I stared at her in disbelief.
"You can ride a motorcycle?" I asked
"Yes, I have a license you know" I smiled and walked around the bike. It was absolutely amazing. Once I was back at my starting point, Paris got off of her motorcycle and lifted the seat. She pulled out a yellow helmet before replacing the seat to its proper place. She held it out to me and smiled widely.
"You are taking me to school on this thing?" I asked as I stepped closer.
"Yes" she said, putting the helmet on my head, and strapping it on tight.
"I am telling you now that you better not get me killed with the way you were driving this thing not too long ago Paris!" I threatened
"Or else what? What are you going too do to me? Hunt me for the rest of my life. Yea right April!" She laughed.
She got on the motorcycle and looked at me. I stood there for a minute before squealing and getting on behind her. She giggled and I raped my arms around her waist tightly. She started the engine and told me to hold on. I tighten my grip when she drove off and pulled the bike onto its back tire. we drove for about ten minutes, diving in and out of traffic and when we reached the front of the school she pulled the motorcycle onto its back wheel speeding up before dropping down. I laughed and screamed at the same time, when she pulled the breaks, Paris swong the motorcycle into a parking spot in front of the school, the bike leaned on its front tire before falling back onto both wheels.
I slowly got off using Paris's shoulder to support me on my wobbly legs. Paris laughed, cut the engine, and pulled out the bikes kickstand with her foot. I was finally able to get my legs strait, letting go of Paris, and she quickly got off. I took off the helmet I had on as she took off hers. Paris then lifted the seat, pulled out her backpack, then placed her black helmet inside. I put mine in slowly and she closed the seat, putting a lockpad on it. I turned towards the school only too see people looking at us. Paris loops her arm with mine and I look at her.
She smiled at me and jerked her head in the direction of the school. Together we walk to the school and climbed the six stairs. We pushed the glass door open and everyone looked in our direction. Paris struts down the hallway and I kinda hide behind her. A lot of people said hello to Paris and when I say people I mean mostly boys. Some boys complimented her, others asked if she needs help carrying her bookbag. She paid them no mind as she leads me to my locker.
She stopped at the locker next to mine and I walked pass her. I was opening my locker when I smelled something sweet and sugary. I smelled the air and looked at Paris. I stepped closer to her and smelled the air again.
"Paris, you smell like cheesecake" I said as I turned back to my locker.
"Really? I do?" she smelled her jacket and looked back at me.
"Yes, you do and I like it. Is it a new perfume or something?" I asked. She leaned on the locker and crossed her arms over her chest.
"I think its my shampoo" she said looking forward instead of at me.
"Well its nice" I said as I opened my locker and pulled off my bookbag.
"Thanks, I'll see what kind-" She was interrupted by a boy calling to her.
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