The Photo Project (#Wattys2014)

11: The Story Game

    "Hayden.. I don't think this is a good idea.." I bit my lip, looking around us.

I saw him roll his eyes as he stopped walking, quirking an eyebrow up. "Your such a baby. You won't get in trouble.. And stop doing that!"

I snapped my gaze back to him. "Stop doing what?"

"Looking around as if everyone knows who you are. As if they're judging you because you decided to take a day from school. It's really annoying."

I glared at him, crossing my arms. "Listen up, Mr. I-don't-give-three-shits. I don't really like your attitude.. I'm just nervous, okay? I've never done this."

"Well. I guess I've popped your 'skipping school cherry'. Congratulations. Your no longer a school virgin."

I groaned, stomping away from him. "Your insufferable!"

"Right back at you." He grumbled as he caught up with me.

Okay. So I admit.. I was being a little over dramatic. I was just nervous though!

I heard Hayden sigh. "How about I take us to Starbucks? Girls like that stuff, right?"

My whole mood brightened. "Yes please!" I squealed, running over to his motorcycle.

We had been about to go into a knife and hunting shop. And I really didn't wanna go in. So I was grateful that he had decided to be the nice guy for once, and take me somewhere I wanted to go.

I heard him chuckle as he got on his bike. I got on after him and held on tightly to his waist.

"Don't lie. You like Starbucks too." I poked his side, then quickly held onto him again.

He decided to just ignore me as he started his bike. He pulled out of the parking lot and zoomed onto the road.

We pulled into the nearest Starbucks, and I hurriedly got off his motorcycle. I practically ran into Starbucks and got in line, bouncing from foot to foot.

Hayden came in and rolled his eyes when he saw me. He came up to me and stood by me, looking over the menu.

I already knew what I wanted. The chocolate cookie crumble frap was one of my favorites.

"What do you want?" Hayden asked.

"Chocolate cookie crumble frap."

He told the cashier what I wanted, then told her he wanted a caramel frap.

It took her about five minutes to make, and when we got them, Hayden pulled me out.

"I knew you'd be a Frap kinda guy."

"Whats that supposed to mean?" Hayden asked, crinkling his eyebrows together.

I shrugged. "I don't know. You just seem like one.."

"Okay?.. Anyway. Can we go to the shop now? I'd like to look."

I guess I could do that for him. He bought me a Starbucks drink. That earned him some brownie points.

"I guess. But don't take too lon-"

I stared up at Hayden in shock, blinking up at him confused.

He had pulled me into him, with one of his arms around my waist. The other was on my cheek.

I stared into his eyes for a while, mesmerized.

Up close, you could see that his pupil was surrounded by a lighter brown. His eye was surrounded by a light green color, that made his mostly brown eyes pop.