Chapter 8: Bad Timing

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We rode around in Stuart's yellow 1970 Plymouth Cuda AAR. I'm still mad with him but giddy at the same time. I'm literally riding in a sexy sports car right now!

*Flashback to a few minutes ago*

"Yew ready?"

"Yeah! Wait. Are we walking, by any chance?"

"No, luv." Stu gave a small giggle. "Follow me."

Stu led me to the garage and pointed to this car shaped object that was covered by a big sheet.

"Here it is, luv." 2D yanked the tarp off.

Did my eyes deceive me?! Was this really Stuart's car!?

The yellow and black pattern, made me want to faint. I've always loved sport cars, but never knew nothing about them. Is that embarrassing? Don't answer that...

"Wow! This car is beautiful! What type is it?" I was admiring the shine and detail on the car.

"A 1970 Plymouth Cuda AAR." Stu patted the hood.

"This is amazing." My eyes filled with excitement. "Are we actually riding in this!?"

"Mhm." 2D nodded.

"NICE!" I bounced with joy.

After a long hard pause, my excitement soon turned into anger. "You could've took me home this whole time." I gazed at Stu.

"U-Uh... E-Ey wasn't finkin' at da time." Stuart looked down and played with his fingers.

"It's not like I'm complaining. I did have fun with you, but do you know how much trouble I would've been in? Nobody knows how livid my mom can get." I pointed out. "Let's just go, before I start having a heart attack." I sighed, thinking about scenarios.

"O-Okay." Stu quivered, getting in the car.

*End of flashback*

Stuart showed me a few places around London, but I was dead silent the whole time.

"Are yew still mad at me?" 2D kept glancing towards me.

I nodded, hanging my head out the window.

Stu's voiced cracked a bit. "Ey said ey was sorry, luv..."

My stubbornness was the worst some times- hey, there's another bakery, a much bigger one too! I can feel my saliva getting thicker already.

I didn't want to talk to him so, instead, I pointed towards the bakery and pouted to Stu.

"Eh?" Stuart slowed down and looked out to see where I was pointing to. "Fa bakery?"

I nodded.

Stu sped up. The sound of the car, roared down the streets.

I leaned my head back on the leather seat and closed my eyes. The breeze was nice and cool going through your (H/C) hair. I hung my arm out the window, which was ten times better.

We parked at the bakery and I still had my head back.

Then, a small hum escaped from my mouth. "Mmm, that was nice." I said to myself, drooling from the satisfaction.

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