You sat on the bleachers, flipping through your notes when you heard it, an engine roaring. You looked up and saw Dean, strutting across the parking lot, riding a brand new motorcycle. “Dean!” He revved the engine and flashed you a grin. “What do you think?” he asked, stopping right in front of you. You raised an eyebrow. “That thing is you loud, fast, and hard to ignore.” Dean chuckled. “Yeah, figured it was time to upgrade my ride. You wanna come for a spin?” You hesitated but then grinned. “You’re really asking me to get on that thing?” Dean shrugged, all cocky charm. “I’ll go easy on you. Promise.”