"Everyone has their fate and the more people try to avoid it, the more trouble they get into." W.Shakespeare.
17 year old Jill is dragged away, by her father from her current life of traveling and performing in ballets with her mother. When she m...
Most bookstores are like my natural habitat but this one was driving me mad. I huff throwing my head back and staring at the ceiling, the bloke Niall told me to call; Tibby said we should meet at this store but he's an hour late and everybody that I've said hello to has either ran away or stared at me. I'm never coming into a comic book store again. To make matters worse I have to pee really bad. This Tibby is gonna get a piece of my mind when he shows up. If he even shows up. I should just ring him.
"Hey where are you?" He answers.
"Where am I? You're an hour late!" I whisper-yell into the phone.
"Relax okay, I'm walking into the store right now." He tells me and I look towards the entrance. A buff lad with dark hair and a leather jacket walks in. I quickly walk towards him not wanting to delay this meeting any further.
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"Hey." I smile reaching out my hand.
"Um do I know you?" He his furrows his eyebrows. He's handsome.
"It's me, Jill." I say a little annoyed I hope this is the right person.
"Oh wow, well you're really fit." His eyes wonder my face then body.
"Excuse me?!" I feel like slapping him right now.
"No I mean I expected a thirteen year old lass with glasses and a slogan T-shirt." He chuckles. "Most of the people that call me are kids or really geeky adults."
"Well sorry you get a cheesed off seventeen year old lass in an itchy school uniform." I fold my arms. He laughs at this.
"I was late because I was doing a last minute drop off." He says, starting to walk out of the store.
"Drop off? Oh my gosh are you a drug dealer?" I squeak a little.
"No." He laughs again. "You're funny."
"Where are we going?" I try to keep up with him.
"My place." He tells me as we walk out of the mall. "So do you have a car or are you coming with me?"
"No I-I don't I thought we were just meeting at the store." I start to have second thoughts I don't know this lad from a bar of soap am I really just gonna go to his house. Well he is Niall's mate. He leads me to a motorbike and then hands me a helmet. I stand there going back and forth in my mind.
"Are you coming?" He raises an eyebrow at me. Cute block with a leather jacket and a motorbike, last time I did that I got into a world of trouble. "Well?" He thrusts the helmet towards me.
"Yeah one moment." I decide to text Niall that I'm leaving the mall with Tibby, just in case things take a sour turn. After taking a deep breath I accept the helmet and hop on to the bike my skirt rides up my thighs and I inwardly swear at myself for wearing socks instead of leggings today.
