Grace keeps pulling me, and I keep clinging to the door which I think will just come off right at this moment.
"She's sorry, Kay! She wants to make up to you! "
"And I'll be a dead body if I let her make up to me!"
After some more pulls and finally draining her energy, Grace walks towards my bed, groans and falls on it like a log. The bed sheet becomes a little crumpled, but I'm not gonna complain because it was Grace who made my bed again.
When Grace looks at me and pouts, I finally stop suffocating the door and sit on the bean bag.
Long story short, when I walked into the kitchen to have breakfast, I saw someone who shouldn't have been there. Before I could kick her out, Grace stopped me and told that Savanna wants to make up things and that's why she's gonna give me a ride to school.
I somehow knew she has brought her bike and so I told her that I didn't want to die so soon. I told that she'd just push me off and present it like an accident.
After hearing me, Savanna walked out of the house, and I felt really proud of myself. But 20 minutes later, I was not.
Savanna had brought her car this time.
I tried to tell Grace that Savanna could still kill me and I don't trust her. But Grace wanted me to drive with the devil.
I ran upstairs. Grace ran behind me. And now we're here.
"Why are you so stubborn? That girl just wants to make it up for her rude behavior."
I smile my most humourless smile. "Nothing personal, Gray. I just think I'm allergic to her." With a loud groan, I fall on my bed beside Grace. She places her hand on my hair and starts playing with the brown strands.
"Wear a mask and don't touch her. You'll be safe."
Wha— oh.
"You're the worst g—" Savanna's car horn cuts me off mid-sentence. "She's not quitter, is she?" I get up from the bed and walk toward the window. As I see Savanna's car through the glass window, I grin.
"Yo Sav!"
She looks up and opens her door. I shoot her my brightest smile and two middle fingers.
When I walk away from the window, I hear her car door slam. Grace looks at me and raises her brows, plopping herself up on her elbows.
But before I could do my happy dance, the door of my room bursts open and an angry Savanna marches in. "The hell do you think you are, King?!"
You should know—
"Kaylee King, that's what."
The answer makes Savanna visibly clench her jaw and I see a muscle twitch on the side of her face. She looks at Grace and smiles sarcastically.
"How haven't you killed her yet?"
Grace shrugs and walks beside me. She slings her arm around my shoulders and leans her rather taller frame slightly against my body. "Tried to. But she didn't die."
Savanna raises a brow because she has probably never heard the language Grace said, and I push Grace away from me because I've heard this language way too much.
"I'm not going with you. Get out, now."
Savanna puffs her cheeks, gives me a long look and steps towards me. Without a warning, she puts her hands around my waist and lifts me off. A gasp escapes my mouth.
"What the—!"
"If she falls and dies, it's not fault."
Savanna turns around and starts walking out of my room and down the stairs while I wiggle in her hold. "Stop or I'll throw you down the stairs." And so, I stop.
She walks towards her car and puts me down. With her hand grabbing my wrist, she opens the shotgun door and motions me to get in. I sigh and do it.
"Why the hell are you giving me a ride?"
"Who the hell would even give you a ride?"
Ooh burn.
"I mean," I gulp a growl, "why are you helping me?" Savanna snickers and takes a swift turn. "As if. My mom said she won't let me into the house if I don't apologize to you," she rolls her eyes, "mom's got a thing for nosy motherfuckers."
I scoff. "A high school badass and comebacks like this? You need you update your software, honey."
"At least I ain't a nerdy book-insect."
"Nor do you know how to use a gun so shut up."
Savanna scoffs and takes a right turn. With one hand on the steering and another on the gear, she gives me a sideways glance and frowns. At last, she clears her throat and speaks.
"It's like I've seen you somewhere."
I sigh. "Is it the comeback where I ask you 'where?' and you tell 'on Animal Planet'?"
Savanna groans and I chuckle. "That comeback is as old as your slang drive and this smelly car."
This time, Savanna pushes her foot on the brake and stops the car. She grips the steering wheel tightly and faces me. Squinting her eyes, Savanna gives a disgusted slash annoyed look.
"Can't you be serious for a moment?" She seethes, her brown eyes going a bit darker. "I can kick you out of this smelly car and run it over you but I'm tolerating your bullshit for God knows why!"
"I thought you're an atheist."
She sucks in a sharp breathe and grits her teeth. "How do you know that?" I shrug and tilt my head towards the window. "Aman told me."
It's not completely lie. Aman did tell me this, even though it was not directly. The time in Aman's car, we started talking about Trish and then came to Savanna. He gave me a disgusted look and said, "Her atheist ass can go drown in holy water."
Not that Aman is a theist, he just thinks this line is cool. And I somehow think it is.
"That scum of society," Savanna mutters under her breathe and revs up the engine. I look at the brunette and grin.
"You're way too cliché, aren't you?" Savanna raises a brow at my words but keeps her eyes on the road road. I adjust in my seat and giggle. "I mean, he's the school's Golden Boy and you're the Jackass Jock. And on top of that, you hate each other's guts. Just..wow."
"How do you know that I hate his guts?" Savanna enters the car into the school campus. "Guess what, you don't. I don't hate his guts," she heads towards the parking lot, "his existence just irks me."
"
Is it because his existence has a meaning?"
She enters the car into the school parking lot and opens her mouth to retort. "Not really but—"
"Savanna remove your garbage out of my place!" I look in front to see Aman glaring at Savanna while sitting on his bike. The girl next to me groans and opens her door. "It's my turn, Aman! Back off!"
I pursue my lips and look around. This place of parking lot is empty, or more accurately is avoided. There are cara and bikes and other vehicles here but this one spot is kept empty.
"It's Wednesday. It's my turn, you fool."
"I've got the car so it's mine!"
They keep bickering and at last, Savanna gets the spot because she suddenly drives her car to the place while Aman remains unaware. With a grumble, Aman parks his bike a little further.
When I get out, Aman flashes his million dollar smile at me. "Kaylee, hey!" I greet back and Savanna gets out of the car. Aman looks at the brunette girl and smirks. "Looks like someone is doing their work today."
Savanna sighs. "That would be me."
Well?
"Mom made you do it?"
"Who else has the audacity?" Savanna grins and walks toward Aman and stands beside him. That's when I see how similar they look.
Same brown eyes. Same brown hair. Same damn smirk.
But how—
"Well, King, meet Aman Bagchi." Savanna grins. "My useless brother."