Mike arrived in a few minutes in his sleek, crimson Lamborghini.
He gave a charming smile as he arrived outside the school. "Come in!" He told me, before his tongue darted out to lick his succulent lips.
I went into his car and sat down.
"How's school?" He asked.
"Shitty. How's college?"
"Shitty. I hate school with a fucking passion."
There was a comfrotable silence.
"Why did you come to pick me up?"
"Why not? I mean, this is a date, after all. Despite the fact it wasn't formally announced."
It didn't need to be - him saying that made me happy.
"Okay. Where are we going?" I asked.
I was excited.
"Anywhere."
***
Short but sweet.
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Romance"Mature men are better than boys," *** Amanda Whitewood is the typical slut - she fucks everything and everyone. But some forget that she's human too. High school is particularly cruel to Amanda - it's filled with judgemental hypocrites and playboys...
