One high school, five teenagers, an unlimited amount of chaos.
After a storm wipes out Wilkinson High, Rowena Salone and the entirety of her classmates are forced to relocate to the next closest school in their district. Being the new girl isn't so...
We were set up at the dining room where our last tutoring session was at his house. It was about half an hour into our usual routine when he threw his head back in an exasperated groan.
"Too much math," he complained. "Speedbump actually doesn't sound too horrible right about now."
"Okay drama queen, time for a break then? Let's ditch for some smoothies."
"You driving? My car's in the shop."
"Yeah that's fine," I replied, already getting up and snatching my keys from the table.
The skies were gray when we walked out to my car, looking like they were full of water and ready to burst. Maybe we could beat the rain.
"Is your dad not home again?" I asked, suddenly realizing that it was the second time I had been over and he wasn't anywhere in sight.
"Nope. He's out of town for work again. It doesn't make much of a difference though, he's always working whether he's home or not."
He said it casually, but I sensed something deeper within his tone. Maybe it was annoyance I sensed and I began to wonder how their relationship was.
My music was playing low as we drove to the smoothie shop. There were hardly any quiet moments on the way there as we talked about random shit that led from one thing to another.
Declan wouldn't let me pay for my own smoothie, no matter how hard I insisted. I didn't like it when people spent their money on me unless it was money from my parents.
When I told him as much, he just shrugged his shoulders and said, "You can get me back next time," But I knew he didn't mean it.
On our way back to my car from the smoothie shop, the rain started to come down hard. We had to run to where I was parked so our clothes wouldn't soak through.
I didn't want to play any music on the way back to his house, deciding that the rain slapping on my windshield was a melody in itself. I thought Declan agreed too because I didn't talk as much as I did on our ride there, and neither did he.
It was a comforting silence, the kind that you welcomed, as opposed to the kind that you would dread with an awkward stranger.
And when we stopped at a red light and we both reached for our smoothies at the same time, my hand brushed up against his. Then, his eyes flickered to mine and his smile was suddenly contagious.
It was in this moment that I had internally confronted myself to realize the truth that my subconscious was trying so hard to get me to recognize. I liked Declan Montgomery, definitely more than a friend was supposed to.
But there was no chance to explore contagious smiles and risky thoughts as the car behind me honked for the green light, and the silence was welcomed once again.
That is until my car started making a clicking noise. "Shit," I cursed under my breath.
"That doesn't sound good," He said as the speed of my car started deteriorating and the lights on my dashboard started to dim.
"Damn it, that's the battery isn't it?" I asked.
"Yup, go ahead and pull over right here."
The car stopped and I turned the ignition off and twisted it back on again to see if it would start. The engine only sputtered and refused to turn back on. I took the keys out of the ignition completely and tossed them in the small compartment below the radio.
"Will you pop the hood for me? Just to be sure everything else is doing okay," Declan said.
"Mhm," I said, and he went out into the pouring rain to check the engine.
I decided I wasn't patient enough to wait for him to come back, so instead, I stepped into the pouring rain and joined him at the front of my car.
"What do you think?" I asked, raising my voice over the noise of the rain falling hard against the pavement. The water was quickly soaking through my clothes.
It was soaking through Declan's clothes too. His shirt was darker with the water now coating him and the material clung to his toned abdomen.
"I think your engine is ancient," He answered. The insult was enough to snap me out of it.
"Hey, don't talk about my baby like that. She's old but she's still cute."
He shook his head humorously. "It's the battery for sure, everything else looks alright. It just needs a jumpstart, you think Cyrus is free?"
"Let me call him," I replied. I ran around the car and pulled the handle to my door.
But the door wouldn't budge. Thinking the door was jammed, I walked around the car to test the passenger side, giving Declan a nervous laugh as he watched.
When the door was also jammed on the passenger side, it had finally hit me that I may have absent-mindedly locked my car from the inside. It was something I did before getting out of the car when I was too lazy to manually lock it from the keyhole on the handle. Only this time when I did it, I had left my keys inside the car.
"Um, actually Declan... If you wanna call him for me that would be cool," I said as I finished my embarrassing walk of shame back to the front of the car. "And we should tell him to bring a crowbar too."
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A/N: Confession time. I once locked my moms keys in her van because my cousin was trying to tell me that when the lock was down, it meant the car was locked. I told him "no, it's locked when it's up" and showed him that I was right.
I was not right. He was right. I was just a dumbass who locked her moms keys in her car.
Anyway YAYYYY, Monday update! I had lots of time to write this weekend💗
If your notifications told you there are two updates, that would be correct. Chapter 21 is available now and ready for you to read! ;)
