Sorry I've got me a shittty case of writers block -.- And I'm getting pissed off with technology xD And this chapter is probably pretty freaking crappy but I'm kind of not sure where this story is going.... :D leave suggestions for what should happen in the comments :D Should I bring back the guy she kissed at the partty soon? ;) I knew that I was going to add him soon... but idk when or how :/
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Chapter 8
"Preston tell me where we're going!" I exclaim frustratedly from the passenger seat. We've been driving for about 30 minutes now. We are currently... nowhere. I am growing more and more anxious as our town disappears in the rearview mirror.
He smirks. "I can't tell you." I groan in agitation.
"Preston. I swear I will make you purpousely fail your tests if you don't tell me where we are going right now!" I can hear the panic clear in my voice.
"Calm down! It's not like I'm going to take you out in the middle of nowhere and drug you and rape you!"
"How would I know! ?" I say, "For all I know you could be a notorious serial killer." I take his silence as an affirmation. "OH MY GOD! YOU REALLY ARE A SERIAL KILLER!" I say accusingly. He burst out laughing. "You're going to take me and kill me! Like in that movie the lovely jones! The one where he rapes her in that corn field!" I don't know what's come over me. My mouth won't stop moving and I'm making outlandish accusations.
"My family!" I'm almost in tears. "I'll never get to say goodbye!" He has to stop the car from laughing so hard he slams on the breaks and my head smacks the dashboard.Bastard.
"Trust... me.... Autumn."still laughing. "Calm down." I just feel stupid now. "Where did you come up with all of those crazy ideas?"
"it's late." I grumble ashamedly. (is that even a word? ahahaha)
"ohh it's late is it." He giggles. Giggles.
"Did you just giggle?" I say the corner of my mouth kicking up. He stops abruptly.
"No." He replies shortly.
"You did. Preston Falcnor GIGGLED!" I exclaim.
"NO I DIDN'T!" He retorts frustratedly.
"Preston I officially revoke your man card." I say chuckling and beaming.
"You won't revoke anything of mine." he says confidently.
"Do you even know what revoke means?" I question him.
He looks sheepish as he runs a hand through his shaggy hair, "Yes of course." His cheeks glow a light pink color.
"Haha you don't do you?" I laugh.
"Well you're the one pulling out all these big words!" He accuses.
"Big words?" I say incredulously, "That is NOT a big word." I state. "besides you're just trying to de rail from the fact that you have no man card." I poke him in his stomach as I say this. But I quickly retract my finger. When did I become so... bold?
"Why don't you consult Hannah? I'm pretty sure she could tell you ALL about my man card." He laughs and winks. There's a sudden twisting feeling in my stomach. That almost makes me feel sick. What is wrong with me? Am I getting sick? I can't get sick on finals week!
"We're here!" Preston tells me a glint in his eyes.
"Where are we?" I say as I glance out at the farm in front of us. It doesn't look like well... anywhere.
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Tutoring Mr. Player
RomanceFor as long as I can remember I've been smart. I've never gotten into trouble, straight A's all through school, and not a blemish on my record. But being perfect never exactly got me on the popular side of the social scene. Not that I really cared...
