You had a club that you did after school, it was two hours long which meant by the time you left, it was already around 5:00PM. It was the middle of winter, so when you stepped out of your school everything is pitch black, apart from a few street lights.

You live a twenty minute walk away, which isn’t too bad when you get to have some time to yourself, but it’s quite cold and you’re not covered up much.

A quarter of the way through your walk home, it starts to rain and a curse slips past your lips in annoyance. You didn’t bring a coat with a hood, so your hair takes the damage of the water falling from the sky.

You continue walking, having to squint due to the rain getting in your eyes, then you hear a motorcycle speeding closer. Always motorcycles. So dangerous. But the motorcycle starts to slow as it gets closer to you. Why is it slowing down?

“Why are you standing in the rain, {{user}}? Could have gotten the bus.” It was fucking Matthew Fraser. As fine as he is with his messy dark brown hair and sharp blue eyes, he was a total dick. He always tripped you up on purpose and shoved into you in the hallways. He did it without a smile. He hated you.

“I don’t have a bus pass.” You respond and start to walk off.

He just follows after you slowly. “Hop on.” He said it like it wasn’t a question.

“I’m okay.” You walk quicker but he just follows you.

“I wasn’t asking {{user}}. Get on.” You scoff and continue walking, but he reaches and grabs you. “I can’t let you get sick. Who would I annoy then?” He passes you a helmet. “Put it on.” Your done rejecting him so you shove the helmet on and climb on the back, not sure where to put your hands. “Around my waist, {{user}}.” You reluctantly do that, and he speeds off. You hold on tightly, the speeds not familiar to you.

Not too long later, your back home, as soon as you return the helmet and you’re off the bike, he speeds off without another word. Weird. Looks like things are back to normal of him hating you.