Breathing Blue

3. "Agreed."

Mrs. Scott's voice played in the background as I tapped my pencil gently on my computer and zoned out. She was talking about the different themes that could be found in Madame Bovary, all of which I already knew. I tried to keep myself busy as I remembered that Aaron had chosen to sit right behind me for today's lecture.

God, he knew how to make my blood boil. But something about him and his dark way of behaving just intrigued me even more. I heard a loud shuffling noise behind me, before the feel of someone's warm minty breath on my neck. I immediately recognized Aaron's cologne and took in a sharp breath.

"You and I both know that we have nothing to do in this class," He whispered, giving me goosebumps. He paused and then continued, "Meet me outside," He said before getting up and leaving, without even glancing behind.

Mrs. Scott asked no questions, which was understandable: Aaron always left in the middle of a lecture but surprisingly had amazing grades. I stayed put, deciding that I wasn't going to let him distract me from my education. I found myself getting restless, anticipating whatever he would have to say to me if I were to follow him. I mentally urged myself not to do so.

"Fuck it," I whispered to myself before quickly packing up my things and walking towards the exit. Mrs. Scott raised a brow towards my direction but asked no questions and continued her lecture.

I finally made it outside of the building, greeted by Aaron leaning back on a tall palm tree. I rolled my eyes at his calm demeanor and looked at his beautiful features.

"I don't like it when people stare, Everleigh," He said quietly, cocking his head to the side.

"Why'd you make me come out here?" I questioned while furrowing my brows.

"I didn't make you do anything," He chuckled before walking towards me, "I merely suggested you come, which you did," He grinned.

"And for nothing, great. Thanks a lot for getting me in trouble asshole," I groaned.

"Stop being such a nerd. They won't do anything," Aaron said while running his hand through his dark hair.

"Fine, but if something bad happens you owe me big time," I said while shaking my head ruefully.

"You're no fun," Aaron said while fake pouting like a four-year-old would.

He seemed to be gradually showing a more expressive side of him.

"If you made me skip class at least make it worth my while. You owe me a trip to see my bike," I pressed on while putting my hands on my hips, assuring that I wouldn't take no for an answer.

"Fine," He groaned in annoyance.
I practically jumped up and down before trailing behind him, grinning.
We hopped into his car and made way through the relatively calm streets before arriving at our destination. A big red sign read "Jo's Garage" next to an actual garage which was practically the bigger than my entire house.

As I looked at the garage I noticed that you could find almost anything. From the most expensive cars to small bicycles. I walked behind Aaron who was taking his usual large steps towards a group of three guys, all shockingly muscular, who seemed to be in their early twenties. Of course, Aaron was still by far the most intimidating.

As we approached the boys, they all stopped playing their card game and looked at us curiously. One of them, the only one shirtless, looked at me with his emerald green eyes while adjusting his blond hair before doing a wolf whistle and eyeing me up and down.

I proceeded to roll my eyes before seeing another guy from the group slap the back of the neck of "whistle-boy".

"Ow!" Whistle-boy cried while rubbing his neck and shooting an icy glare at the guy who slapped him.