❝There has to be some way to get out. There just has to be.❞
❝Everybody says that. Then they realize they're stuck. And they stay stuck because they're too scared to do anything else.❞
At first it was like a dream come true...
But it quickly turned...
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I let out a deep sigh for the fifth time since we've been in here.
And we've been in here for like three hours.
"How long has it been?" I groan.
"10 minutes. Shut up." Reece says, leaning his head back against the seat as he closes his eyes.
"Shut up, I'm Reece. I don't talk to stupid girls. I'm mysterious and manly. Don't ask me any questions or you shall die." I mimick in a low pitch voice.
He snorts and I mimick that too.
"Stop it." He says.
"Stop it." I say back.
"Not joking, Athena, stop it." He says.
"Not joking, stunning and amazing girl named Athena, stop it." I say.
He purses his lips and stops talking.
I huff and cross my arms over my chest, pouting.
"You are such a child." He mutters.
Ignoring him, I stare straight forward even though I can tell he's looking at me.
I play with the buttons on the side of the chair, causing it to lower and scoot backward.
"What kind of car is this?" I ask as I push the seat forward.
"2016 Chevrolet Cruze Limited." He states proudly.
I snort. "Sounds super crappy."
He glares at me with his cute little-
What?
No.
Nah.
That didn't just happen.
I'm just a hormonal girl.
I widen my eyes and lean all the way back so he doesn't see my face that's probably turning an awful shade of red.
Reece glances over at me and laughs and I smile back at him.
"You should do that whole laughing thing more. You'll apparently live longer." I say.
His expression turns bitter as he faces forward. "Like laughing's going to change that."
