The rest of my day was sloppy. Uneventful. Drastic. And everything else negatively related to those words. Apparently, I didn't get much sleep last night.
Sleeping at 2 in the morning and waking up at 6 to get ready wasn't exactly the sleeping schedule my body so desires(ugh).
Now I'm just sitting underneath an old oak tree rooted just a few feet from the school's gate, shading myself from the scorching rays of the sun; a book in my hand(The Three Musketeers if you're wondering) with the wind in my face.
I was just in the middle of d'Artagnan's courtship to the infamous antagonist, Lady de Winter when I heard a very impatient honking from one of the cars across where I am seated.
Groaning, I took out a pair of earphones and was about to stuff them in my ears when a voice hollered out my name.
"Oh, Asriel, Prince of the Underground!~" the voice sang and my eyes widened at the blonde head poking out of a passenger seat of an army green colored four-wheeled off-road SUV that is a Jeep Wrangler.
With widened eyes and blushing face, I scurried my way towards the car. Focusing my gaze at the beauty that is.. Jeep Wrangler.
Upon sitting on the car's upholstery, the feeling of luxury immediately slapped me in the face. Sure, my parents are rich and all. BUT THEY'RE FREAKIN' CHEAP! I haven't even been around the globe. I HAVEN'T EVEN BEEN TO LA OR LV.
"This is.. Wo-" I caught myself in mid-awe and gave the blonde wraith a look, "Where did you steal this?"
With his mouth opened ajar alongside a pained expression in his eyes, he placed a hand to his chest as he told me, "I'm hurt you'd accuse me of such treachery."
"So you bought this?"
With a proud grin, he shamelessly announced, "I sure did!"
"With what money?" I inquired with an earnest tone.
"With borrowed money." He stated with a sly wink.
I let out a groan and was about to scold him when another impatient honking stopped our conversation.
"Jeez, jealous much?" He mused as he switched the car to drive and.. Well, drove.
"Where exactly are you taking me and why in the world did you buy this car?"
He shrugged in response, "Well, y'know, I'm getting real sick and tired borrowing cars from people to people," I rolled my eyes, "and getting chased by said people to people," I choked, "buuuuut in a good way, in a good way."
"How is any of that good?!" I hollered with flailing arms.
"Didn't get caught." He avowed and I swear if I could slap him, I would. But he's driving. And he's already dead, and I'm very much alive.
"Ben, I swear if I hear one siren behind I will-"
"Relaaaax, hot topic, we won't. The car is honestly named after me."
"And that is?"
"Ben."
"I gotta need more than that, Ben. There are hundreds, if not millions of Bens in the world!"
"Fiiiine, you just want to know the rest of my name to make it your password or something."
I gasped(very loudly might I add), "I will not! I am not stooping that low in my teenage, none romantic life!"
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BEN Drowned | Hopes And Dreams
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