ASHER'S POV
As I enter the room I hear her groan out loud. I guffawed at this. Wren notices me and stiffens. She looks flustered, I groan inwardly she looks so darn kissable right now, I can't even...ughhh. Done are we Asher, done being a pussy? Yeah let us get to business
"You okay there, birdie?" I ask, smirking. It would be an understatement to say that she looks irritated. "I am fine" she just huffed. She finished zipping her bag and gets off it. I smile at her before I lift it up. I look at Wren in the corner of my eye ,looking at my arm as I flex it. I walk out of the room and turn back at her and shout "You can stop checking me out now."
I climb down her steps with her following me. I can never get over how big this house is. She hugs her mother and we leave the mansion. She looks at the rolls Royce parked near the pavement and her eyes light up. I am not denying anything here, that car is beautiful.
"Someone likes the car" Zack comments. "It is not my fault it is prettier than you" she replies back. And I chuckle. It is fun to hear her fiery comebacks. Zack being the overdramatic piece of shit he is "You girls wound me" he says. I roll my eyes at this, "I am driving" I yell closing the car trunk. "Sorry but who is the owner of this baby again?" he asks, scoffing at me. I glare and reply " Your mom". Wow Asher that was a pathetic attempt. But everyone laughs, ey there you go who knew. "I thought the 'your mom' jokes era was over, but apparently not", Zack says.
Brody getting impatient "shut up you douches and get on with it," he mutters. Mia is sitting in the front with Zack, so that leaves Wren ,Brody and I . I see Wren starting to get into the car. Brody and I realise something at the same time. Oh hell no I am sitting next to birdie and that's final. We rush to get to the opposite door. Aww shoot Brody reaches first. Asshole, he is smirking and he gets into the middle seat. I glare at him and settle into next seat, birdie opens up the door and gets into the seat next to him. Zack starts the car. "Hey Brody bear" she says." Hey Wren," he replies smiling at her. I stiffen. I am pretty sure those are the smiles he gives to girls before taking them out on dates. Why is she so naïve? God everyone can see I like her. Why doesn't she get it? uhhh maybe dumbass, she knows it but she doesn't like you that way but she is too sweet to say anything. I tune out that voice in my head and also the voices beside me knowing Brody is flirting his ass off with my girl. Well technically not your girl. I look at them one last time to see Wren dozing off on Brody's shoulder.
"Hey Brody" I call him, smirking. He looks at me in question. "can I sit beside bir-Wren?" I ask in a sweet voice. "uhh... no. you got the window seat dude. Shut up and enjoy." Brody replies smirking at me. All I want to do is wipe that stupid smirk off his face. "okay you want to bet on that?" I ask, he must be mad to say 'yes'. "Okay" he said and I smirk. I reach out to my bag and pull out a packet of skittles.
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I chuckle at him. "I won, now move your ass from that seat and I will sit there" I say.
Brody just scowls at me and shifts slowly so that birdie doesn't wake up. We swap seats and I am pretty sure I have a grin so wide it would give the joker the creeps. Wren shifts and I stiffen, worried that she woke up. She loops her hand around mine and sighs deeply, sleeping. God why is she so damn beautiful. I notice that she has tied her hair in a ponytail. I don't know why she does that; her hair is beautiful. I carefully remove the hair tie. Because of the topless car the wind is swishing her hair on her face. I gently brush her hair away from her face, trying not to wake her up.
After sometime Birdie slowly flutter her eyes open, she takes a deep breath and frowns at something. She looks up at me I give her a tiny smile, her eyes fly open as she realizes our position. She looks at our tangled limbs and unravels them quickly. She notices that we swapped seats. She frowns cutely before asking "Why did you two swap seats?". I look at Brody willing him to explain, he looks back blankly at me. After a few minutes "I won a bet" I inform her. She looks so confused, but she lets it go.
