Scarce Figures

Sitting in the booth across from Ace seemed strange. I've never been on a motorcycle until I met Ace, I've never gone anywhere after school until today, and I've never been taken out by a so-called "bad boy".
"You need to be spontaneous," he says running a hand through his blonde head of hair. His blue eyes glistening while watching me.
"Surprised that word is in your vocabulary," I reply making a laugh escape his lips. I smile nervously then look down to hide it.
"You need to do something that will spike your energy." Ace states while his eyes scan the whole room.
"Like alcohol?" I ask him in confusion about why he used the word "spike" instead of something else. He nods his head then his eyes lock onto a waiter ordering food. A smirk appearing on his lips making me gulp in fear.
"Kiss him."