The Dead Man's Arsenal

Chapter Five

"Since when have you been in a gang?" He snaps at me.

"One this is off a tv show. Two I am in a gang. I have been for a while now. But the last time I checked I'm 17 years old and I control what I do with my life. Not you." I growl as I slam out the door. What does he think he is? My father?!

"Are we going back to school?" He questions.

"Yes because you have some weird obsession with going to that idiotic school," I growl as I march towards the shed where my vehicles are stashed.

"Can I ride with you?" He asks me, he sounded like a 5-year-old asking to play with my phone.

"No." I snap, like I would ever dream of letting him near my bike. And I only have one helmet on me.

"Please. I don't want to walk!" He whines.

"Not my issue princess."

"But. Please. Just one ride." I glared at him as he whined.

"I don't have a helmet for you." That's a lie. I did but it was my racing helmet, and he wasn't getting that.

"I don't care. It's better than walking..." god he was so childish.

I pulled the helmet down over my head and straddled the bike. I turned on the gas and put the key in the ignition. The bike was fuel injected but I preferred to keep the gas off rather than on. I felt the bike lean as Aaron clambered onto the bike. He gripped my waist as I turned the key and rode slowly out of the little shed. I kicked the kickstand back down and closed and locked the shed door before I shot down the driveway.

"EEEEKKKKKK," Aaron was screaming in my ear as the 6 foot 4 solid muscle football player hunkered down behind me as I shot down the driveway.

"That's my ear you big Buffon." I snap at him as I pull up to a red light. The high school was less than 4 miles away and I could now clearly see it as I pulled closer to it with every light.

"I'm sorry. It's scary." He was literally trembling, from excitement or from fear I couldn't tell.

"You are a football player and future marine. You're seriously scared of a tiny Ducati Panigale 1199 R?" I ask him. It was a genuine question, the school was fully in view now as I pulled closer and closer to the beast.

"Yes. I have never ridden a motorcycle before. So I'm a tad bit scared." I laughed at him. Like an honest to god, stomach hurting laugh at the fact he was scared of a motorcycle.

We pulled into the parking lot of the school, catching the attention of the few stragglers outside smoking in the parking lot. They all stared at us as I parked the bike in a far back corner where people wouldn't bother it. Out of sight, out of mind.

I knocked the kickstand down and got off the bike. I was walking towards the school when I heard Aaron following me.

"We have third period next, ya know English." Ah yes. I had forgotten the fact that I had that class with Aaron. This was going to suck.

"We also have a new kid, ya know that?" He asks me as we walk up to the doors.

"No, I didn't know that Aaron. I didn't care either." I was picking up speed at this point, he was getting on my nerves.

"Well, you might wa-" Aaron was cut off when I ran straight into a brick wall of a chest.

"Watch it!" I snarl at the person, still looking at their chest.

"Hey princess." A familiar voice sent shocks through me and caused me to jerk my head up and come straight into contact with the ice cold blue eyes I loved.