Crash and Burn

Chapter 7

"You're such a white girl," I squealed as Patrick pulled into the Starbucks parking lot.

"You're one to talk lil lady," Patrick laughed. "You wanted coffee. Not my call, I just wanted to get you out of your house." He just smiled that killer Patrick smile and coasted the car into the drive through.

I scoffed and looked out of the passenger side window. Patrick just sat there smiling like a saint and ordered a caramel frappucino with chocolate sprinkles for me and a dark chocolate mocha with whipped cream for himself. He shoved my hand away playfully when I tried to give him money for my coffee and just said "no." I laughed and shook my head and he just grinned and leaned his elbow on the center console.

My face must've lit up or something when Patrick passed my cup over to me because he started laughing. I made a weird confused face and he just laughed even harder. I turned away from him with a huff and acted all mad. Patrick stopped laughing abruptly when some tall muscly guy started walking towards the car.

"Uh, who is he?" I asked nervously.

"Hunter Benson. The meanest dude on the circuit," Patrick sounded a bit uncomfortable with the subject.

"Circuit?" I asked, and the guy just kept walking towards the car.

"Yeah. I used to race on a dirt bike circuit. I was one of the best and that guy there didn't like it too much." He stole my tricks and claimed them as his, so I came up with better combinations and backwards stuff, a few new things, and showed him up. And he eventually decided to make his second place streak end by sabotaging my bike. It blew up a few minutes into my best run, and I lost hard."

And then Hunter himself walked up to the car door and leaned down, elbows on the driver's side door. "So, Patty boy, this is the girl you've been playing with this week, eh?"

Patrick looked panicked and glanced over at me. I didn't know what to do. Was Patrick a player? I should've gotten to know him better or talked to Azure and Maia to see what they knew about him. And as I mentioned, I didn't know much about Patrick. As I reached for the door handle, Patrick grabbed my wrist. "You know I'm not like that Missy. You've know me for what, five weeks now?"

"So why'd you really want to hang out today?" I threw the car door open and stormed away from the two idiots that jumped into my life.

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So guys, what's up with Patrick? Is he a player or is that Hunter guy just trying to ruin his image?

Sorry it's been so long since an update, I had a major writer's block.

And most importantly, what are your thoughts on this book and chapter? Leave comments and ideas for me!

--Darling