The Nerd is The Bad Girl?

Chapter Six

                _Chapter Six_

         Work of Art.

        "It's spray paint." Tanner said putting one strap on his muscular arm.

        "Spray paint. What are we doing to do with that?" I ask with a confused look.

        "You will see, now come on." Tanner said mysteriously.

He opened his door then turned to me, his eyes flashing to the dark hallway, signalling me to get out. I got up from his bed and walked out the door, closing it behind me. I walked down the hallway following him. we soon got to the messy living room.

        "We are off." Tanner said walking to the front door.

        "Okay, but please don't bring the slut back." John said laughing at his own comment, thinking it was witty.

        "I'm not a fucking slut!" I spat stepping up slightly.

        "Okay, sure whatever you say, but you so are." John said drawing out the word 'So.'

        "Do I need to punch you again?" I ask clenching my hand into a fist.

        "Okay you two stop,we need to go. Oh and John she's not a slut, so shut the fuck up." Tanner said taking my hand to pull me to the door.

He got me out the door before I broke down and into a mini rant.

        "I'm not a fucking slut. I haven't even had sex, fuck I  have only gotten to 3rd base. God I'm going to kick his ass one day, uggg. I want to kick him in his small little non-existent dick." I rambled furiously

        "Hey, hey hey its fine. We should get going before you do smash his balls in." Tanner said steping up to me and placing his hands on my shoulders, looking into my eyes.

        "Okay," I say with a sight  "Lets go." I say little more calm.

He opened up the small department under the seat and set the back back into it. Then shut it. He got on the bike and started it up. I hoped on the back of the bike, loosely holding on to him.

        "Hang on Buttercup, I don't bite...hard" Tanner said putting the kick stand up. I wrap my arms around his waist, correction hard abed waist, and we took off. We ride down a couple unknown streets till we get to an abandoned tunnel. We both get off the bike and tanner grabbed the back pack that he put under the seat. We walk up to the entrance of the tunnel to see a whole bunch of names and sighing. Tanner opens up the back back and grabs the black then hands it to me.

        "What am I going to do with this right here?" I ask with confusion laced in my voice.

        "You have to sign your  name, its kinda like a tradition, everyone does it the first time they enter." Tanner explained   

I take the cap off and get on my tippy toes, damn to short. I feel myself being lifted off the ground.

        "What the hell are you doing?" I asked once my heat beat calmed.

        "Picking you up so you can reach." Tanner said in a 'duu' tone.

I let him pick me up all the way and sprayed 'dis is Izzy's place.' In big block letters

        "Now that's and sighing" Tanner said

        "Why thanks." I say putting the cap back on.