Chapter 21

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Angel: I have a plan but you have to trust me

My teacher puts down my test back with the score on my desk and gives me a smile that said it all. 91% Not bad at all, I think gently touching the paper with my slender finger. My mind wonders off, but soon it's interrupted by the door opening. Everyone's eyes in the room turn to the person who just entered. I look at the shoes of the person first, The familiar black convers. Angel. He grins shyly at everyone in the room and gives the teacher a paper. He stands uncomfortably shifting weight from side to side as she reads it carefully adjusting her glasses. Then she looks up and nods at him.
Without another word said, he take a seat on the empty spot behinds me. I look back at him with a face of confusion "What are you doing here?" I half whisper. This isn't the plan right? I think, but do not say. "I was failing my math class badly so now I'm taking this one." He sighs. By the looks of it he looks disappointed. This wasn't on purpose.

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I pick up my backpack and start making my way to the bus when a very familiar car stops right in front of me. A few more steps and it would of ran me over. Angel pulls down the window and looks around carefully. "Get it." Without another word I do as he says. I flop on the seat and out on my seatbelt and turn my back to look back at the empty battered old seats, "um, what are we doing in my moms car?" I ask. "Trust me."

"No seriously what is going on? Why did you flunk math? Why are you driving my mom's old car? Why are you driving?" He ignores my words and puts on a CD. "I don't know if you like My Chemical Romance, but its better than having the radio on." I nod my head. I don't wanna talk until he answers all of my questions, but the music makes all of my thoughts go away smoothly.

We Didn't drive very far, we stop somewhere calm with the most beautiful view, well almost beautiful. The city. I've never been much of a country person, but if you really think about it the city isn't as beautiful as nature.

  It's calm place like in the beggining of movies where you find this couple alone in the car and as it goes on they either get murdered or kidnapped by aliens. Angel gets off the car and takes out a blanket from the back trunk. He sets it on top of the vehicle and lays down. I hesitate to get out of the car, but end up
laying down next to him on top of the car windowshield. I fold my arms, but even though I'm mad I can't help, but enjoy the view.

"You never answered my questions." I say interrupting the moment. He turns on his side to look up at me who is sitting. "I told you to trust me." He smiles, "And you did, if I asked you out on a date you would freak and turn me down so I planned everything."

"What do you mean planned everything?" Panic rises, "Its getting late your dad and my mom must know we're up to something." His hand catches my wrist before I jumped off the windowshield. "I sent them off on a date." He slowly let's go of my wrist as I lay down a little uncomfortable next to him. "What about your brothers?"

"I told them we'd be studying late after school." He brings his face closer to mine, "Angel, I'm scared.." I say lowly. His hand meets the side if my face , "Hey, we are here to enjoy this date, just don't think about the consequences." I lean in closer. I close my eyes and give in to the feeling of his lips over mine. The smell of fresh laundry with a tint of lavender meets my nose, but I can't remember why I shouldn't be this close to him. His other hand move down my waist as his mouth begins to kiss my jawline and eventually my neck. I move on top of him and hold his face to kiss him better. His fingers play with the waist of my jeans. My hand goes down to touch his, "I want to.." I whisper breathless. Looking at him right in the eyes. His eyes seem lost, but he quickly moves my hand away,

"I'm sorry. It was my fault, I started it." He brings his hands back up and gives me a kiss on the forehead. I get off of him and look down at my hands feeling terrible. How could I ever think... Rrrrr I'm so stupid. "We should go." I slide off.

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