Small reference for Jordan's neighbourhood. Annnnd a little bit of mood music for y'all.
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"Well you see daddy, I have a huge group assignment due after the break so I need to stay on campus and be accessible for projects," Viola sighed, speaking on the phone as she leant against the door of Jordan's black Range Rover.
She'd broken the news of her absence to her mother the night before and was now forced to deal with her father.
"I know, I know I haven't seen you guys in a long time- you're behaving like I'm saying I'm not coming home for Easter. And you get to sleep in instead of coming to pick me up later," she argued as she watched the horizon slowly come alive with hues of orange, cutting through the darkness.
"Love you, I'll be home for Easter," she smiled hanging up.
"Everything good?" Jordan asked from inside the car, petting the giant dog in the backseat.
"Yea. We're good."
"Alright so can we go? Leaving at the crack of dawn was your idea," he scoffed pulling on a pair of sunglasses, possibly hungover.
"Right," she scoffed getting into the car and putting on her seatbelt.
"Don't sound so disappointed, plenty of kids would kill for a free trip to Costa Dourada for Spring Break," he scoffed, driving around the roundabout.
"Except I'm going against my will and being forced to pretend that I'm attracted to you.
"I don't think you'll be doing much pretending Viola. I've noticed your lingering gazes."
"Did you notice the annoyance behind them too?"
"Nah, I must have missed that," he grinned switching on the radio, filling the car with loud trap music.
He cringed at that and Max let out a groan of disapproval from the backseat.
"Sorry boy, I'll make it better," he smiled petting his head before switching the song. "Can you look in the glove box for an aux cord for me?"
"Sure," Viola shrugged digging through the glove box. "No aux cord but I did find Trojan's lost archives in here," she scoffed holding up a roll of condoms.
"Those aren't mine," he chuckled.
"Lemme guess, too small?" She replied rolling her eyes.
"Actually, yes," he grinned before reaching over and grabbing a box from the glove compartment. "These are mine," he said tossing them onto Viola's lap.
"Magnum? Please," she spoke, annoyed.
"Would you like a demonstration?" He asked with a smirk, his eyes trained on the road, one hand on the steering wheel.
"No. I wouldn't." She replied, scoffing. "Why do you have condoms that aren't yours in your car?"
"I rarely use it to be honest. I mainly just let the guys take out their dates in it."
"Just like that?" Viola asked, shocked.
"Well... There are a few conditions attached."
"What like no eating?" Viola asked rolling her eyes.
She'd bet he was one of those guys who didn't want their precious baby ruined by spilt Skittles or whatever.
"Well yea, upholstery up keep is pricey. But no sex, no drinking when driving, not even a drop. Keep the tank topped up, and keep it clean."
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Teen Fiction"I- I'm not opposed to kissing or any romantic gestures," she sighed, not believing she'd ever agree to such a thing. "Oh?" He asked, a smug expression crossing his face. "I'm not doing it because I like you. I'm doing it to be as convincing as poss...
