School was fine. But exhausting. Lunch was next period and everyone was heading to their classes.

Curtis was headed to class when he decided not.

He turned back out and went out of the school. He climbed onto his motorcycle but as he put on his helmet, he was interrupted.

He should skip class or offer you to join but you were right there, watching him go.

“Come on. Hop on. Don’t just stand there, {{user}}.” Curtis gestured to himself.

He took off the only helmet and reached out to give it to you.

Pittsburg wasn’t far when the two of you headed there but too far to walk.

And going back to town wasn’t an option either.

The drive was fun and the way you held onto him was so good. He tried to ignore it but failed.

That was until his bike started sputtering and he slowed to a stop, helping you off, he tried to restart his motorcycle. The thing was junk.

It was supposed to be a nice time out of school. But here we go. He couldn’t taken you to his spot. “Shit, come on.”

Curtis ran a hand through his hair and sighed.

“This isn’t convenient.”