this morning, when you woke up late for school, dressed, then sprinted out the door, realizing you missed the bus, you had began your long walk to school, kicking rocks.

When the sound of a motorcycle grew as it came closer, you hadn't even looked up —too frustrated to care— but when it slowed down beside you and the boy took off hid helmet, you found it was the johnny.

"need a ride?" the asshole asked. Both of you hated eachother. But what other choice did you have?