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After school I went home right away. Andy told me he would have football practice on Wednesdays and Fridays and I told him I would have Glee practice on Monday's, Thursday's and Fridays.

Once we got home I smelt something good coming from the kitchen. I shot Andy a curious look before walking over towards the living room and the kitchen. "Dad?" I asked with a smile. I looked over and saw my dad on his feet with a spatula in his hand stirring something red in a pan on the stove.

"Why are you home so early?" I asked, leaning up against the bar that separated the kitchen and the living room.

"I just wanted to surprise my kiddos. Oh, and congratulations on getting into Glee Club," he said with a bright smile, placing a top on the pan and lowering the temperature. Andy came up behind me and threw his bag on the floor at my feet. "And good job at making the team," I could hear he was proud of Andrew.

"Thanks Dad," he said with a smile before walking into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. "Hey is it okay if I go to the gym after we eat? I just wanna get in some time to prepare for the big game in two weeks," Andy asked.

"Of course," Dad replied.

Once we all ate dinner I ran up into my room working on some more of my sketches. I felt drowsy and I was dozing off every once and a while but my phone buzzed next to me on my desk causing me to shoot up right.

It was an in unknown number.

U: Hey this is Mike, I was wondering if you'd like to see a movie with me?
A: How'd you even get my number lol?
M: Andy
A: Of course you got it from Andy. Yeah, I'd like to go for a movie. When?
M: Look outside
A: Wat?
M:Look out ur window

I couldn't help but smile. I turned my phone off and quickly replaced my Pink Floyd shirt for a fuzzy long sleeved v neck. I walked over to my window and looked down through the bare tree partially blocking my view. Down at the bottom was a black motorcycle and next to it was Mike who had put on a leather jacket and had his hair up in a slight quiff. I smiled and opened my window.

"What the hell?" I yell-whispered at him.

"How's that movie sound?" he yell-whispered back up at me. I put my finger up and walked back out of my room quietly. I ran down the stairs gracefully with butterflies in my stomach. I ran down and noticed a faint sound coming from the living room. I was all caught up in seeing Mike I had to stop myself from running through the front door. I walked over into the living room and saw my dad was fast sleep with his laptop wide open on his lap. I smiled and walked over to him. I kissed his forehead and replaced his laptop with a blanket.

I slipped my converse on and ran out the door to Mike. "Whoa..." I was gobsmacked. His bike was impressively intricate and taken care of.

"Sick bike!" I complimented him.  I've always wanted a motorcycle, but since we kind of needed to be carful with money, I never could get one, and I didn't get my license for it.

"You like bikes?" he asked.

"Shhhh" I quickly shot. "Yeah, I've never been able to have one though," I giggled. He looked at me, the moonlight was shining in his eyes and I stood so close I could smell his cologne.

"Well... I hope you enjoy the ride," he smirked, hopping onto the bike. I smiled as he handed me a helmet.

I hopped on behind him hesitantly holding onto his torso. I bit my lip containing a smile. He kicked the kickstand and the engine erupted. I giggled, I didn't know why but I found the moment a little funny. I felt his body vibrate, I didn't know if he was laughing too or if it was just the motorcycle.