It was around 8pm when I walked out of school Humming to what did the fox say, when I saw Jason waiting by his motor death. He saw me and motioned me to come. So I walk toward him and I saw him smirk.
"I've been waiting here forever."
"No you haven't, you had to stay after too!" I replied.
"Whatever. Ready to go?" he smirked.
Damn. I forgot.
"Or, I could leave."
"no mimi, no fucking way."
"Jason, I."
"Mimi" he cut me off. "Get on the bike, we are gonna be late." he says getting on.
Late?
"For what?"
"If you'd get in you'd find out wouldn't you." he smirked.
"Firstly, I'm not getting in that machine, and secondly-"
"I forgot, you haven't rode one before." he cut me off... Again.
"Wait, I--"
"Should've known." he sighed
"I--I"
"Such a goody two shoes."
"YOU KNOW WHAT?" I yell getting on the bike, "drive pretty boy."
"So you think I'm pretty. "
"Just drive." I blush.
Jason laughed.
"Hold on." he says as he takes off.
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The wind in my hair and the feeling as if I'm floating. Why haven't I done this before? Oh yeah. My parents are both doctors who dealt with people who have motorcycle accidents all the time.
"This is Awesome!!" I scream at the top of my lungs earning stares from others.
I can feel Jason chuckling.
This is nice. My arms are securely wrapped around Jason's waist. We come to a sudden stop.
"Where here Mimi." he says
I nod looking around taking me and I couldn't believe. My anger was off the charts.
"WHY THE HELL ARE WE AT A STRIP CLUB!!!"
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Lol!! Hoped you enjoyed! Don't worry! I'm In a better mood now.
Burself ;)