Just because of . . .

8 | Just because of . . . a pink haired man

0700 am - 0730 am

"Is he staring at us?" Eli whispered not so quietly. We are now standing on the street outside some shops and this pink haired man who looks like he is refilling his tank keeps on staring us as if he is studying us. That or he is just some creepy dude, i definitely hope it's not the latter.

I watch as the pink hair dude walk towards us, the closer he gets the more familiar his face looks like. Where have I seen this guy? What does he possibly want? I am being judgmental but what do you expect upon seeing a pink haired man wearing black leather jackets and his muscular arm covered with tattoo. And it looks like he just got a new one judging by the plaster on his arm between a skull and a sword tattoo.

"Do you kids need a ride? I overheard you last night that you were left by your school bus. Is everything okay?" well he is kind after all. Never judge a book by its cover, right?

"Oh no need because i think my driver is on his way here, though he should've arrived last night which now that I think of he could have been lost or oh my ... maybe he got into an accide-" I clamp her mouth shut as she started to rant and smiled to the pink haired dude. "I think we will just wait"

"Well you could just ride with me because I'm going to the main city which I assume you kids are from right?" We nodded in sync as he continued "Sure you kids will be alright?"

We looked ar each other and Eli hesitated but answered "No sir, we'll just wait maybe he'd arrive later" He raised his eyebrow as if questioning as for the last time and again we nodded in sync.

The pink haired dude turn his back and glanced with a smile "If you change your mind I will be by the car"

Charity, Eli and I were silent for a moment staring back and forth at each other.

"Sir, excuse me!" it was Charity who spoke first and chased him as Eli and I caught up. The pink haired man had a huge smile plastered on his face as if knowing we would give in. I could really tell that he likes to help people because of his happy attitude despite the hair, clothing, and tattooes.

"Hop on kiddos-" he pointed a Charity "-you take shotgun so these lovers will have the back" he smiled at Eli and I. Blush crept on my cheeks and I looked away from them, I wondered what his reaction was and my gaze fell on him. He looked away the second I my eyes on him, his cheeks had a tint of pink. Maybe he was blushing?

We hurried inside the pick up truck not saying a word while Charity and the pink haired man laughed softly. I kept on saying in my head that Eli does'nt feel the same to save me from getting hurt but bigger part of me says that this little hint of hope could be the chance.