The Getaway

CH. 24 Sweet Tooth

Ten minutes later, Austin stopped the car, signaling we were at my destination.

I looked out the window, seeing a beat down building that had the words 'Acoustic Sounds' in neon lights.

This definitely isn't my house. Heck, it wasn't even a house to begin with! Maybe a music shop?

"Uhm, Austin?" I said cautiously.

"Yes?" He looked over to me with curious eyes.

"Where are we?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.

"Oh!" He licked his lips nervously, "We're picking up Scotty," He said pointing to the beat up building, just as a skinny, bleach-blonde haired boy waltzed out of the building with long strides, a guitar case in his hand.

Oh shit... more of them?

I glared at Austin, "I thought you said you were taking me home," I growled.

Austin smiled a tad, tapping his thumbs on the steering wheel shyly, "Well, I always pick Scotty up from his job after school," He said, avoiding my gaze.

"And you didn't think to tell me?" I groaned, throwing my body back into the seat violently.

Austin looked at me, raising his hands in the air defensively, "You're the one who needed a ride. You want me, you get Scotty too," He said.

"Whatever," I sighed, looking out the window to see Scotty getting closer to the car.

He finally looked up from his gaze on the sidewalk; seeing me sitting in the front seat. I saw his eyes squint in confusion, as he now directed his strut to the back seats of the car.

I had met Scotty McNeal before. I just hoped he didn't remember me.

Scotty opened the door, sliding in and putting his guitar case next to him. He looked to me, eyeing my face as if he was trying to recognize where he knew me from.

I awkwardly kept my face forward, refusing to turn back and greet Scotty.

"What's up, Scotty boy!" Austin greeted, glancing back at Scotty through the rear-view mirror as he began driving again.

"Hey..." Scotty trailed off, still staring at me, "Who's the chick?" He asked curiously, looking to Austin.

Why couldn't he just ask me that...?

Austin kept his eyes on the road, "My new girlfriend," He said sarcastically, smiling widely.

I scoffed, a smile coming onto my face, "No," I said, pushing his shoulder.

Austin chuckled lightly. He cleared his throat, "Nah, this is Violet. She needed a ride home today because her brothers left her."

I finally glanced back at Scotty to see his eyes flicker in realization. Yes Scotty, I'm that girl. The girl with the six crazy older brothers, one of which is in your grade...

"Violet Hansen? Is that you?" He said with a smile, peeping his head in between Austin and I's seats and gazing up at me with amused eyes.

If you're wondering, yes. Scotty had been one of Sam Fletcher's friends that Cameron and I smoked with in the 8th grade. Not to mention, me totally tweaking out on them and Scotty having to take care of me the whole night... ya I left that part out earlier. I haven't talked to either of them since that incident, and hadn't really planned on us crossing paths ever again. The humiliation was just too deep.

My face grew hot with embarrassment, and I scrunched up my face, "Unfortunately," I cringed.

"Ha! No way!" Scotty shrieked, patting my shoulder, "I haven't seen you in forever," He smirked.