The next evening, Wolf rode past Salem's cabin. He knocked on the door and she came out in a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and some vans on. As simple as the outfit was, she looked gorgeous. Wolf stopped and looked at her for a second
'Uh...hey Wolf,' Salem said to break the silence.
'Oh, sorry. Hey, you look amazing. Oh! Here, I got these for you,' Wolf replied, handing her a bunch of flowers, 'I picked them from the garden. Sorry, that's probably super cheesy. I'll take them back if you don't want them,' he stuttered.
'No, don't be stupid! They're beautiful. Thank you, Wolf. You're very cute,' Salem said with a smile, giving him a peck on the cheek.
Wolf blushed and ushered for her to come out the front. She walked down the steps and looked around.
'So, where's your car?' She asked him.
'Oh, shit, well...this is my ride here,' Wolf said, motioning towards his bike, 'this is Slater...my bike. I've had it for years. It's kinda' like my trusty steed,' Wolf said, embarrassed.
'Oh! That's...kind of cool I guess. Where do I sit though?' Salem questioned.
'Oh...well, just here, on the handlebars. I'll ride, and you can just enjoy the breeze,' Wolf said with a smirk.
'Cool, that's kind of romantic, you know?' Salem replied, winking at Wolf and hopping on the front of the BMX.
Wolf put his leg over and pushed off.
Wolf and Salem pulled up along the footpath, out the front of the gym. Salem jumped off the bike and Wolf followed.
'Thanks for the ride,' she said, and she gave him another peck on the cheek. The pair walked in and took their seats, just as the match began.
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Wolf | Tyler, The Creator
أدب المراهقينBased on albums by Tyler, the Creator Following the death of his Grandmother, Wolf is sent to Camp Flog Gnaw. Bikes, Girls, Fights, Lakes, Parties, Cars, Drugs...everything a summer camp needs...
