The rest of the day went by in a flash, I walked through the school doors, and was met with a cool breeze. I bent my head back a little and soaked the wind in. Shivering slightly.
I start to walk away, when I get a text..
Come to the jim..NOW!
I squint my eyes in confusion. Who was this? The only people who have my number are D, Morgan, and Jason. Did one of them give out my number?
Who is this??
I wait a minute, than a beep comes from my phone,
Who do you think...nerd.
Who is this? I mean it, i wanna know who this is??
Its Austin, now come to the jim.
My eyes grow wide. What the fuck?! How did this idiot get my number?!
I walk to the jim, all the lights were off, nobody had practice today. I walk through the bleachers, to the locker room, everywhere...but no one was, anywhere.
"Looking for me?"
I turn around and see Austin with his arms crossed, with that stupid god danm smirk on his face.
"What did you want? And how did you get my number? Did Morg-"
"Look, I told you, I'm picking you up for and after school. So come on." He starts to walk away. "And also, we will meet here every afternoon, after school."
I knew it wasn't stated as a question, it was a demand. But oh well.
We get in the parking laught. I look around and don't see any vehicles, except, for his motorcycle.
I walk over to it. And look at it, examining every detail.
"Come on, don't be scared, ge-"
This time I cut him off, "I'm not scared. I actually love motorcycles."
I climb on and look at him, he looked kinda confused. I smirked. He came back to life and climbed on.
I wasn't scared, no. I just didn't want to wrap my arms around him.
"What, i thought you weren't scared?" He says turning around slightly. Just enough were i can see a smirk.
"I'm not, i just don't wanna touch you." I say.
"Come on, just for a few minutes. Hold on"
Than the motorcycle roared to life. I wraped my arms around him. And when i touched him...it felt...
Right.
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Hello. Well this chapter is short. I.know. but i an gonna post another tomorrow. Okay that's it.
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