"Hot damn." Steven whistled next to me. He was casually leaning against his red truck. Our group of friends were staring at the same thing he was staring at.
A black Harley Davidson motorcycle. One of the hottest that any of us guys have seen. We've never seen this before, never in our school parking lot. Who could afford this? It was just too much to pay.
"I wonder what lucky bastard owns that." Ron says as he takes a picture of it on his phone.
Just then, a girl, tall, long jet black hair falling down on her black tight, long sleeved shirt that was tucked into her black skinny jeans. Her black high heeled shoes made a click sharp sound as she walked over to the motorcycle with a cigarette in her hand. She took a drag and then flicked it onto the ground. The white puffy smoke slowly drifted out of her mouth as she put a leg over the motorcycle and grabbed her helmet to put it on. Her hands gripped onto the handles and the sound roared through the parking lot. Everyone turned to her.
She then drove off, speeding making everyone stare behind her with admiration.
Steven whistled again. "Who was that?"
The guys shrugged and when the sound of the motorcycle lessened, we turned back to our cars and drove off home. I got into my blue Civic Si Coupe and drove into the roads. That girl... who was she?
Earlier that year...
My curly black, long hair bounced up and down on my shoulder as I reached up the stairs to my boyfriend's house with a huge smile on my face. I knocked on the front door and shifted weights when my boyfriend, Tyler Canning's, opened the door.
"Hey beautiful." he greets me as he steps back and lets me in.
"Hey babe, where's your mom?" I looked around. His mom would always come to greet me when I came over.
Tyler shut the door and grabbed my hand, leading me upstairs. "She went over her friend's house."
We made it to his bedroom where we both sat on his bed. He laid there, going through his phone as I went through mine.
"So, excited for the new season?" I ask him as I cross my legs.
He didn't look up from his phone. "Yeah, I guess, you?"
I nodded and said cheerfully, "Can't wait!"
He stayed quiet as he texts. I sat there, pretending to be occupied with my phone too. I was excited for this upcoming season of football. Why? Because I was the head cheerleader and Tyler was the quarterback. A bit cliche but whatever. I was glad. It was going to be our third year anniversary of being together. I smiled to myself remembering all the times Tyler and I had spent together. We met freshman year and liked each other instantly. All our friends teased us about getting married one day. We have been a couple for three years. It's going to be senior year and then we'll hit our fourth year.
He was the only one I trusted with everything. With anything. He was my babe, my hon, my light, my heart and everything. He means everything to me. I can't imagine myself without him, I can't imagine myself being with anyone else but him.
Tyler sat up, throwing his phone off to the bedset. He leaned in and smiled at me. I kissed his lips lightly and pulled back. He had gorgeous blue eyes... dark blue eyes, almost gray looking. They were so mesmerizing, so beautiful. He leaned in more and now was hoovering over me.
I laid back on the bed, letting him lay down on me, kissing my lips softly and then kissing down my neck. I pulled my legs apart as I wrapped it around his waist and arched my head back so he could kiss my jawline making me moan a little.
"Ally," he pulls away to look at me, "I wanna show you how much I love you."
I know what he meant. I didn't know how to respond to him. I wasn't ready for letting anyone take away my virginity. I want to wait after high school. He kissed me again, hard, but I didn't kiss him back. I turned my head away and he pulled back.
"Tyler, I think we should wait." I say as my hands meet his chest to push him away.
"No." he said a bit coldly. "We shouldn't. We've been together for three years."
|Jessica Lowndes||as Allison Grace|