15 Reasons Why | "You Could Save Her?"

Cassette 13: Side A

The funny thing is, I seem to get embarrassed easily and and flush out a lot. Not that it should matter, but many people would think this is a way of flirt or trying to get in your circle. Tristan you were pushing it. Ethan was grazing along with it.

My friend had left to see his girlfriend at lunch so I was stuck with those two at the table. The blabbered about things that I didn't want to hear- things that existed- and my stomach felt knots.

The things people do for money..

I was getting annoyed with them showing me that. And the words slipped out of my mouth, "Ethan, I think I know a place for you back in my hometown. Pandoras Man Club."
"So you lived next to one?" He started, "So what did you see?" His smirk gave me off. "I-I didn't see anything. I'm not like that." "Oh don't worry, if you did things like the CamGirls did I wouldn't tell anybody. I'm not that kind of an asshole." My face was already burning. From what I had no clue. "You're still an asshole," I told him looking back at my phone for a text."
"Ohh, so you're not as innocent as you look.."
They way you put it Ethan, it gave me mixed feelings. Like I wanted to enjoy it but I was afraid to sink in. "I..I don't do that. I don't even know what you're talking about."
"Naughty little girl," he teased.

When that class was over with, just as I was walking down the hall to reach the stairs Ethan had came up behind me and scared me. Too close for comfort that I literally felt his breathe on my neck. Ethan bursts out laughing, "Oh my god that was worth it!"
"Was not!" I hit his bag with my hand. His arm went around me making me stumble to him, "I think there's secrets your hiding." He leaves downstairs. I felt lost and a little fluffed. I remember shaking the feeling off.

We passed by some parked cars and a few bikes. Motorcycles. She came to a halt and looked to her right. Still and eyes not blinking. "You know how to drive, right?" She looks to me with a worried face. "Yeah, not the best-" "Great!" She high kicks a car's window breaking it. It starts to go off. "What are you doing?!" I panicked. She opens it up and slides in to unhooks wires, "I sense something bad."

The Tesla Roadster was smooth in driving. I never drove anything like this. "How did you do that?" I asked about the wiring to start the car. "I told you, I was born in the ghetto and it hooks on." She looks at the small mirror to see behind us. Her hand was holding her belt, ready. "Heads or Tails?"
"Huh?"
"Choose."
"Tails."
She lowers her window and sits backwards. "Eyes on the road," she looks to me and smiles. I start to speed up a little worried. I look at the mirror above me. It was those black cars again.. "Rikkun, what are you-"

Bang!

I look over to her. Handgun. "What the fuck!" She laughs at my reaction. "No! No not funny!"
"Eyes forward!" She laughs at me. A bullet is shot between us.

"Woah.." she looks out behind.
"Are you trying to kill us?"
"Nope," She cheerfully states.

"You are crazy!"
"Love me for it, I make things happen!" She turns around and aims.