Thorn

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Once we reached the car, Malaya climbed into the backseat and locked the door. I went around the front and opened the driver's side door.

"You know I don't have my driver's license, right?" I asked with a big question mark on my face.

"Yeah and here is your chance to get one. If you get me home quickly and safely, I will pay for your classes and buy you a car." On that note I hopped behind the wheel and started the engine.

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