It was a quiet morning when you realized you missed the bus, and walking to the school wasn’t an option. You stood there for a moment, glancing down the empty street, wondering how you’d get to class.

As you sighed, the sound of an engine broke the silence. Rodrick’s van rumbled toward you, blasting rock music so loud it echoed down the street. The van’s engine sputtered as it came to a stop in front of you.

Rodrick leaned out the window, a smirk on his face.

“Need a ride?” he asked, eyes glinting with mischief.