Selfish Love

Ditching With His Highness

I've gone through so many songs, but right now I'm singing "See You Again" by Charlie Puth. The non rap version though, because I'm not good at rapping.

People say that the song is sad and depressing, but it helps me feel better when I'm down.

I finish singing my favorite part of the song,

"So let the light guide your way, hold every memory as you go."

And then I took a breath, because the high notes that I hit winded me.

"And every road you take will always lead you home, hoome." I jump as someone sings the next lyrics of the song smoothly.

I turn my head sharply. I don't want to have to deal with someone who's going to tease me because of that video.

Instead, I see Ryan. Or maybe it's Gabe. I scowl at him, hoping it's not Ryan.

"Which twin are you? If you're Ryan, then leave." Still scowling, I stare coldly at him.

"Well, good to know that I'm your favorite twin. I'm Gabe." Gabe chuckled, which made my scowl deepen. I quickly scrambled to my feet, not wanting to hear the punch line.

I head back in the direction of the school, knowing that the laughing faces and pointing fingers are better than being ridiculed and made fun of by Gabe.

"Did you know that the grass is quite literally greener on your side?" Gabe called as I began to slowly walk away.

Curiosity may have killed the cat, but I'm no cat. I turned, wondering what he was talking about.

I see what he means when I look down at the spot where I had just sat. It was greener than the grass all around it, giving off healthy vibes. I must have accidentally given it life when I was singing.

I looked at Gabe, then the grass and shrugged. It made no difference to me really.

"You know you don't have to go in there and face the video just yet."

I sigh. Whoop, there it is. I continue walking until I hear Gabe call,

"We could always ditch!"

I stop and turn, actually considering it. Even if I wasn't back by the end of school, that would be fine. Elena is going to a friends birthday party after school and will be sleeping there. Yeah, I know that it's very irresponsible of me to let my sister sleep over at a friends house in the middle of the week. But she begged me, and begged me, and begged me.

Thankfully, it was this Wednesday and not next.

I smile genuinely at Gabe.

"That's a great idea, thanks."

Then I start walking to the parking lot, towards my car.

"Where do you think you're going?" Yelled Gabe behind me to which I rolled my eyes.

"Um, my car? What? Do you think I'm gonna walk or hitch hike?" I call over my shoulder without looking back.

"Love, we're ditching together." Gabe called.

My blood boiled as he called me love. I'm not his love and his arrogant ass has no right to call me that.

I furiously whip around and look at Gabe.

"Don't. Call. Me. Love." I grit through my teeth.

Gabe throws his hands up in mock surrender. I take a breath, I shouldn't be angry it's just that my emotions are on overdrive.

"And besides, his Royal Highness ditching? That would mortify more than a few on your court, I'll bet." I say with a playful grin.

Gabe's eyes darken, but they lighten up in an instant leaving me wondering if I imagined it.

"Well I am more than my title. Now come on, your carriage awaits." With that Gabe flourishes dramatically and I decide to follow, because what could possibly go wrong?

As we reach the end of the parking lot Gabe stops in front of a motorcycle. I glance around and wait. And keep waiting.

"So, um, where's the car?" I ask, hoping that the motorcycle isn't his. Please, don't be his.

"Car? Oh please, who needs a car when you can ride in style?" Gabe chuckles and looks proudly at the motorcycle with a twinkle in his eye.

I gulp nervously as Gabe gets on and hands me a helmet. This thing looks fast, and I really enjoy being alive.

"Yeah, no. I think my car is safer, so I'll just stay behind you." I quickly try to go to my car, but Gabe get off his bike and easily catches me.

I stop for a second, frozen. That is, until he throws me over his shoulder like I'm some kind of sack of potatoes.

I start squirming, punching, kicking, pretty much anything that will make him put me down.

"Put me down, Gabe. Now!" I scream at the top of my lungs, not caring who hears. Which, no doubt, is a lot of people.

Gabe just chuckles and I know that he must be smirking.

"Scream my name louder, nymph." When he said that my jaw dropped and I became angry once again.

"Put me down, you imbecile. I can walk, and I have no problem being on a bike."I fake confidence, knowing that if you can't beat them, join them.

I'm slowly put down on the ground and I tense as Gabe's hand brushes my ass. Truthfully, what a perv.

This time when Gabe sits on the bike and hands me the helmet I put it on and sit on the back of the bike, waiting expectantly.

Gabe laughs as his hands meet mine, wrapping them around his waist. I'm about to let go when he revs the engine and we're flying, fast.

I squeeze my eyes shut tight and hold on to Gabe's gorgeous six pack tight.

Oh crap, I didn't just think that Gabe was gorgeous. No, no, no. And no way am I going to feel up his abdomen or six pack. I slowly open my eyes and concentrate on the road. Soon, the ride becomes pleasant, even fun.

"Wooohooo! I see why you like this now!" I scream over the wind, not sure if Gabe even hears me.

Sadly, the motorcycle begins to slow down. I crane my neck as I look ahead, catching a glimpse of a bunch of guys in black. I look away, hoping that they won't notice us.

But then Gabe turns and we're heading straight for the guys. I shake nervously, because they all look pretty tough and menacing.

Is this some kind of gang? Worse yet, is Gabe a part of it and is taking me to some kind of twisted meeting? Am I going to be sacrificed????

When the bike comes to a stop all eyes lock on us, and I know that this can't be good. Gang or not.