3. Get on his bike

All through the lectures, I wasn't myself. I was clouded with various thoughts. Basically on what would become of me after school today. what' If I got bullied or expelled by him! what would I do? I'm just now and haven't even lasted a day here!

Thinking through the fact, I only knew that I had helped him out! It was offering help. Did I annoy him or does he not like being helped? or is it because I pulled off his helmet?! If it was that then I'm dead! This is bad and I was regretting ever helping out just any guy!

My heart almost flew away when the bell for the end of classes went! I looked at my wristwatch, it was already time.

I was panicking and the girl next to me seemed to notice.

"It's okay" With a charming smile, she looked at me. it gave me a bit of comfort but I wasn't fully okay!

I nodded and then sat there. I waited a bit for the students to leave the class. I looked at the blood-stained scarf before my table as I picked up with a sigh. Curse my love of good wills!

"Hey, you...you better get going before you annoy him by being late!" A girl in the front yelled at me "Who knows how you've annoyed Ryan .. he'll surely get you for good!"

Her words made me tremble. was it worse than it Seemed??

With a sigh, I mustered up the courage and then stood up. I packed my stuff up in my little bag and then left. I was trembling but held myself until I got out of ol.

Once I got out of the school building, I looked ahead at the students gathered around to witness what was going to happen.

This made me fear the more as I inhaled and exhaled some more.

Ahead were two black motorcycles. The was closer to me, and on it was Ryan with his helmet off. He was looking directly at me. I didn't know if I was to be afraid, shy, or what??

I just stood there watching as he stretched out his hands towards me. "Hey, you ..come" He gestured for me to come to him. slowly, I walked up to him.

One wouldn't know I was trembling! but I seriously was! Every part of me was written in fear!

Slowly, I got to him, standing before his motorcycle, my head faced down as I heard someone say.

"Here"

He had Said. I looked up to see someone' hand me his helmet. I was confused and I was certain people around were as confused as I was.

"Huh?" That was the expression I gave.

"Am I speaking from my nose? Take this" He insisted as I slowly accepted it. "Now hop on"

I was confused as hell! Get on?!

"Don't waste my time...Just hop on" He said again as I slowly and uncertainty got on his back at the back.

I could see the students around looking at us confused. They were probably wondering what was happening! Even I was more confused. But I avoided their gaze and my face at his back.

He had clutched his bike's handle and said "Hold on tightly"

"Huh?" That was the only word I could come up with!

He didn't repeat himself again but rather took both of his hands backward grabbed my hands. Then he used them to wrap around his waist.

I was shocked. what was happening here! Was this a form of punishment? Because if it was she had already had enough!

Without saying another word, he started his motorcycle's engine and drove off. The two bick besides him also followed behind us.

With my hands firmly around his waist, He rode in his motorcycle fastly. He drove faster than my poor self could handle. I was the bike. I had recalled how he had had an accident and looking at his Bandaged hands, I couldn't help but think that he was Strong enough to drive again. But still, did he have to go this fast?? I was afraid of another accident. I didn't want to die now, I still had lots of Live for.

"Are you scared?" I heard him ask as I slowly opened my eyes which I had closed before in fear as I replied.

"No...I'm. not" I couldn't give myself away.

He didn't say anything else but drove on. But I noticed that he had reduced the speed with which he used in driving previously. I wondered If he was doing it for me. Was he worried?

He was the rumored bad boy after all. All bad boys are seen as heartless playboys or so. Was he like that? Judging from his code of dressing and his attitude, he slightly seemed to be one.

The motorcycle pulled over before a fancy-looking French restaurant as he looked back at me. "Get down".

Slowly and in uncertainty, I got down from the motorcycle pulling off the helmet. I looked at him nervously as he too got down from the back.

The other Black bike stopped by and one said.

"Have fun, Ryan... We'll go escort Ken back from the airport" They drove off.

I looked at the boy before me "You...Hungry?"He asked.

"Uh....no...I'm fine..." But my grumbling stomach gave me out! I cursed myself for not having a full complete breakfast!

"You should eat, "He said "You look Hungry," He said" Follow me"

He said entering the fancy-looking restaurant.We were later seated opposite each other as I nervously looked around.

Ryan Infront of me was going through the menu. He looked up at me. Gosh, he was indeed handsome" What do you want?"

"Anything is okay," I said but he didn't seem satisfied.

"I'll order everything on this menu," He said handing the menu to the waiter.

I panicked, Order everything on the menu! That was too expensive!

"No.....I don't need it....." I tried to object

"Take it as my treat..."He said looking into my eyes.