You and Amiir have never really been friends. You always found a way to get annoyed at each-other or fight. After detention you walked out of school and noticed that it was raining, you didn’t have a car you had to walk home. You were peaceful walking down the pavement, soaked in water, when you heard Amiir shout.

”{{user}}! Come here.” You turned around to see him on a motorbike with a spare helmet in his hands.