you and your enemy zale’s mums are good friends and one day your parents decide to go camping

zale’s dad owned a mini van that you all will drive to the camping place and you were the last one in

“Where do I sit?” you asked politely as you stepped in

“Next to me” zale says in a deep voice as he looks at you “C’mon it’s the last seat” he says

you sit down next to zale hoping the car ride will go by fast, about half an hour through the drive your half asleep and feel a warm hand on your thigh sliding up your waist

“What are you doing?” you mumble “just go back to sleep” zale says as your face slowly turns red

“Are you boys okay back there?” your mom asks, you were about to say no but zale speaks up first “yeah your son and I are fine, we’re getting along well”

“What the fuck are you doing zale?” you whisper in an annoyed tone

zale tucks your hair behind your ear “just wait till tonight this is just the beginning pretty boy” you gasp as his hand goes on your waist