I hopped in the passenger seat of Kaleb’s Dodge Viper; I still didn’t know how he could afford such a beast. He turned the key, starting the engine, it roared into life. I gazed around at the interior, the detail was amazing, I laid back on the soft leather, enjoying a free ride.
“Like it?” Kaleb smirked.
“I still don’t get how you could afford this thing!” I murmured.
“You know, living with a rich family helps!” Kaleb replied.
Kaleb’s family was quite rich, I was jealous; my family was just plain average.
“Yeah, would do. I need a new car soon, my old trucks on the verge of death!”
We sat in silence, not an awkward though, a comfortable silence. When we got to school, Kaleb parked in the school car park.
I hopped out the car and walked around to Kaleb.
“Thanks for giving me a lift,” I said as I hugged him.
“No problem,” He replied, returning the hug, “Is that all I get?”
I laughed and gave him a small peck on the cheek, “That’s all you get!”
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The Story Of Eliza Braid *ON HOLD*
Teen Fiction*ON HOLD* Due to writers block and just not enough time Sorry. Follow the life of Eliza Braid through tough times, sad times, happy times and much much more :)