I turned around the corner.
I smiled while a lot of people stared at my car as I drove. I saw an empty spot right next to Ethan’s Hummer, so I parked it there.
Ethan’s jaw dropped. I smirked.
I turned off the engine and climbed out of my Chevrolet Camaro – the latest edition, receiving stares from people passing by.
Ethan’s eyes widened when he saw me got out.
“Wow, man,” he breathed out, as he continued to gawk at my car. “That is one awesome ride.”
“I know,” I said smugly.
“So, how did you get your folks to finally buy you one?” he asked, his eyes still on the Chevy.
“It’s all about persuasion, dude.”
“Yeah, right,” he snorted.
“Well, I honestly don’t know myself,” I admitted.
Last Saturday night, I informed my parents that I broke-up with Annabelle. I also told them that I might be interested in Dakota in a non-friendly way. And then, at breakfast the next morning, my Dad threw the car keys to me. Just like that. Maybe they were proud of me for the undefeated season.
All of a sudden, it looked as though Ethan remembered something. He looked at me wearily. I raised an eyebrow at him, but he quickly looked away. I frowned.
“Ethan, what’s up?” I asked, concerned at why he was acting that way.
“Nothin’ . . .” he trailed off, refusing to meet my eyes.
I opened my mouth to say something, but Luke cut me off.
“Aaron, it’s all set,” he said as he stopped in front of me. “You ready?”
I glanced at Ethan one more time before finally looking at Luke.
I nodded. “Yeah, let’s go.” As I walked ahead, I looked over my shoulder and called out, “Ethan, you coming or what?”
Ethan looked at me in confusion for a moment. And then he grinned, as though back to his usual self.
“Of course, I’m coming.”
The three of us went to the school’s radio station. Throughout the day, the school radio would play songs during break times or lunchtime. Announcements were best said in the school radio as well. Everyone would listen – sometimes, even the teachers. It was also broadcasted around town, if you know the right radio frequency.
On the way, I was thinking of what to say. But then I decided to just go with the truth and be myself.
Luke knocked and opened the door. Two heads turned to us. Nick was one of them. The other one, I had no idea who he was. But I was pretty much sure that he was also in the AV club. After all, they controlled the station.
“Hey, Nick,” greeted Luke as he closed the door behind us. Then, he gestured to me.
Nick smiled at us and nodded. He turned to the microphone in front of him. The skinny guy made a ‘thumbs up’ signal. The sign on wall that said ‘On Air’ turned green.
“Good morning, Stallions!” Nick’s voice boomed around the school. “I have a surprise for you this morning. Our very own Aaron Ford is here to greet you all a nice day.” Nick looked at me, while he nodded toward the microphone.
I walked toward him. “Thanks, Nick,” I said as I grabbed the microphone from his outstretched hand.
“Good morning, Stallions!” I said through the microphone. “What’s up? I would just like to thank all of you for supporting the Basketball team last Saturday. Your continuous encouragement is one of the reasons why we’re undefeated this season.” There were shouts in approval outside. I smiled. “And I would very much be grateful to you guys if you do me a personal favor, too.”
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