Page 23 of Grace of Spades
"That's yours?" He asks. Well, at least he backed up a bit.
"Yep. I got him out of storage last night." I smile.
"You look good on it." He says his ears turning a bit pink. Oh, he's so cute. If only he wasn't a Bianchi. Be strong!
"Thank you. He's my one true love." I smile. "I'll see you later," I say kicking my bike to life and pulling out and off to Kennedy's house. She's waiting for me on the side of the road bouncing on her toes in excitement. I pass her my spare helmet and she squeals shoving it on and climbing behind me.
"Hold on!" I shout. She does and we set off. I hear her squealing and laughing all the way to school.
I park in her spot and we climb off with her giggling the whole time.
"Am I forgiven?" I ask.
"Oh, please! You weren't even in the dog house!" She laughs. "I get it. Besides everyone ditched not long after anyway."
"Everyone?" I ask. She nods. I had thought Alek would have stayed but I guess not. "Well, now I feel really bad. I owe you a girls' night then."
"That is a wonderful idea. What about Saturday? There's a party at some guy's place." She suggests.
"Sounds good." I grin.
"Yay! We're going to have so much fun!" She giggles as I let my braid down.
"Got yourself a butch girlfriend huh, Kennedy?" A sneering voice asks. I take a deep breath and turn to see the slime ball from the diner. His eyes go wide at the sight of me. "Sorry. I'm being stupid. I'll leave." Good boy.
"What the hell?" Kennedy asks. I shrug.
"We've met before." I chuckle.
"Oh, what did he do?"
"Offered to be my sugar daddy along with some very graphic suggestions of what he'd like to do to me. It didn't end well." I explain. She lets out a very ladylike snort.
"I bet! The balls on some of these guys..." she shakes her head. I can't argue with that.
We store my helmet in my locker and grab my books. We do the same for Kennedy and head to class and try not to cause too much ruckus.
The cafeteria is all abuzz with something. I don't really pay attention as long as it's not about me.
"Looks like the bitch is out with her girlfriend again today." Addison snipes from behind us.
"Dibs being the girlfriend." I laugh.
"What? Why?" Kennedy pouts.
"Well, I mean you did ride bitch this morning." I giggle.
"Is that what it's called?!"
"That's what the helmet says. Given, it was more for Ray than you but..." I shrug making her laugh harder. We continue ignoring Addison as she screeches for attention and sit down at a table.
"So, what's the plan tonight?" She asks.
"Grandparents."
"Oh, that's right." She remembers snapping her fingers. "Are you nervous?"
"A bit," I mutter.
