drowning // d.l

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{ a/n the picture is so everyone can more or less have a visual of what each character looks like(: }

Ariel's POV

I turned the heater on in my car and waited for it to warm up, my body trembling. The radio was turned off and the sun was beginning to rise.

"Hurry up" I mumbled quietly to myself, while rubbing my hands together for warmth.

I could hear Jasmine in the back seat typing away on her phone. Glancing at the time, I honked the horn.

"Holy shit, you scared me" she said while laughing.

I chuckled and rolled my window down.

"Bitch I know your up! Come on we're gonna be late!" I yelled before rolling it back up immediately because of the cold air.

The car was finally warm and I sighed, leaning my head against the steering wheel.

The passenger side door opened and then I heard it close. Someone was shuffling around, putting on their seatbelt.

"Oh come on don't be so dramatic, we won't be late if we start driving now." Chanel said, checking herself out in the mirror.

I shook my head and began driving. We were running great on time when we stopped at a red light. I grabbed my phone and started looking through my Twitter timeline when I felt Chanel nudge me.

She pointed her chin in the direction of the car next to us and raised an eyebrow if asking me 'whaddya think?'

She rolled down the window and waved, the cold air quickly making its way into the small car.

"Hey cutie, where ya headed off to?" She asked in a fake southern accent.

I laughed and rolled my eyes, knowing she was probably just messing around with the guy because that's just the type of girl she was, flirting with all the guys no matter how butt ugly he was just because she knew she was gorgeous.

"UCLA, how 'bout you sweet thang?" He replied in a southern accent too.

I could tell she was hesitant to answer because that's exactly where we were going. I glanced back at Jasmine and she was looking out the window at the guy in the car. I lowered my head so I could see out the passenger side window and I raised my eyebrows.

There were two guys, both with dark hair and dark colored eyes. The one that was driving had sunglasses on and the other had his hoodie on. The guy in the passenger side winked at me and I smiled. He was hot.

Chanel looked at me uneasily, mentally debating whether we should tell them or just speed off.

"We're going there too."I answered, staring at the passenger.

"Race you there?" The driver asked in more of a declarative way.

I nodded my head and revved my engine. Chanel rolled the window up and smacked my arm.

"Are you insane?!" She yelled "I don't want to die. We don't even know these guys, for all we know, they could be serial killers!"