The Jock Is Suicidal

"Because, I don't trust weird, on-crack dudes," I bluntly say.

"Ok, not a good argument but I see you've tried," I snort, "but, how about a deal?" He suggests.

"Go ahead," I say.

"Give me two months, two months to change your mind about me being a 'crack head'. Two months of strict adventure to show you that life's worth living. That earlier at the bridge, there's a better solution. I mean, you couldn't possibly think I saved you for no reason." he says giving me a sideway smile.

I returned the smile, "What if I refuse?"

"Your choice, actually no. You owe your hero this." he points to himself.

"Hero?" I choke out with a laugh. He did save me but a hero? Nah.

He gives me a pointed look and I tell him to go on.

"Two months to show you life is more beautiful then it seems. Two months to show you life is worth living. Two months and by then if you still dislike me, I'll go.Two months with a crazy sport loving jock and a reading lover geek. Agree?"

I think about it for a sec, I mean you only live once.

I reach over with my right hand and shake his, "Two months," I say.

"Two months," He repeats with a grin