Call me Nya [Complete]

Week 9 // Part 2

        

Week 9 (Part 2)

Saturday evening

It is already getting dark, when we leave my house, and Jay leads me to his car, which is parked just across the street. It is a small blue convertible – looks pretty new, pretty fast, and very expensive.

"Nice car." I compliment his ride in my favourite colour.

"Thanks." Jay smiles at me. "My dad gave it to me as graduation gift, when I finished school. But to be honest, it is not the most practical car. As you can see, it's a two-seater, so I can never give my friends a lift. And the boot is incredibly small, I always struggle to fit all my stuff in there when I go home. When I brought that poster tube for Rufus with me, I even had to put it on the passenger seat." He gives me a sheepish look. "Ugh, I really shouldn't complain about having a car like this, you must think I'm nothing but a spoiled brat."

"Oh, don't worry. As you may remember, exactly that was my first impression of you." I wink at him.

Well, it actually was the second impression I had of him. My first thought, when he came into the comic book store just eight weeks ago, was that he was quite attractive...

"But then I learned that you're a nice spoiled brat." I tease him, as he opens the passenger door for me, and I give him a quick kiss on the lips before I get into the car.

Jay gets into the driver's seat and starts the motor. It is so much quieter than my brother's old car, so we keep chatting during the drive to Ninjago City.

"Would you mind if I open the roof?" Jay asks.

"Sure." I reply. "It is a nice evening. And I have never been in a convertible before..."

"Oh, this is by far the best bit of this car. Unless it is raining, I never drive with a closed roof."

"Now I know why your hair is always such a mess when you arrive the comic book store." I laugh.

Jay blushes. "I-I guess so. I really don't mind the wind. I've always preferred open spaces, and I love feeling a little breeze of air on my skin. But if you're not used to the draft, there's a cap in the glove compartment."

I open the glove compartment and take out a dark blue cap with a bright yellow lightning bolt.

"Cole and Sel gave it to me for my birthday." Jay explains. "My nickname at school was Flash Gordon. I used to be in the track team, you know?"

"I like it." I state, as I put it on. "How do I look?"

"It suits you." He smiles. "And it goes very well with the dress. I think you should keep it on."

"At least I could hide my face that way..." I mumble.

He puts one of his hands on mine and gives it a little squeeze. "I know this is easier said than done, but you really don't have to be afraid of this. Believe me, it's gonna be fun. And if you don't like it at all, you can just say it and I will take you home straight away."

I smile at him. "Thank you. I-I'll manage." I say, trying to sound more confident than I actually feel. But if I want to be a part of Jay's life, then I'll have to get used to this part of his life as well...

I lean back in my seat and, looking up at the starry night sky, I can feel myself relaxing a bit. Jay is right, driving - or being driven - like this is nice.

We soon arrive at the underground parking garage in the city centre, and Jay parks the car in a reserved space.

While the roof closes automatically, I remove the cap and check my hair in the little vanity mirror. As expected, Jay's previously nicely combed hair is a complete mess, but he doesn't seem to care. And neither do I, he looks a lot better this way.