I come to stand beside him.
“You’ll see!” With that, he takes off, back up the hill.
“What is with this guy and practically running everywhere?!” I murmur to myself before breaking into a run after him.
When we get back to the bike I feel my back pocket vibrate. I pull out my cell phone to read a text from Ro: What happened to you last night?
With a sly smile I type back: I got arrested .
I strap on my helmet and slide in behind Jared. I don’t have to wait long for her response.
Yes! We just upped your street cred!
I roll my eyes before tucking my phone back into my pocket and reaching out for Jared’s sides. He starts up the bike and we zoom out onto the road as dirt kicks up behind us. Once he gets to the edge of the parking lot, he turns the opposite way from which we came. I look around, confused before I lock eyes with Jared in the rearview mirror. He smirks at my confusion before his eyes return to the road ahead.
WE ONLY DRIVE about fifteen minutes before we pull into an open field. My eyes gravitate to the three other cars parked there, and a small crowd of people forming behind them. As we careen in closer, I begin to make out the faces of his construction buddies. My anxiety rises as the bike stops at the front of the line of cars. Jared is the first off, hooking his arms under my armpits and helping me to the ground. In one swift movement he unclasps his helmet and swings it off, turning to greet his friends. Once he makes it down the line of them, they all seem to be looking at me. Feeling the weight of their stares, I unclasp my own helmet and try to fix my hair as I feel my cheeks automatically redden.
“Guys, this is April. April, these are the guys!” he announces, gesturing me closer.
“This is Mack.” Jared points to the guy who I thought was huge when I was a few flights in the air. Now I see he’s actually humongous. Clean over six foot, arms bigger than the size of my body, baldheaded, with brown eyes soft as melted ice cream. He reaches his huge hand out to welcome me, and as he shakes my hand my arm feels like rubber.
“This is Zach.” The next boy is the scrawny intern. He’s tall and lanky, with sunburn across his big nose and cheeks. He doesn’t look like the most outdoorsy kid, and it makes me wonder why he is working for Jared.
“And last but not least, this is Eric and Stacey.” The last two are complete opposites. Stacey is drop-dead gorgeous, a supermodel with blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Instead of shaking my hand, she reaches out to embrace me. Pulling me close to her, she’s the first one to speak to me.
“So glad I’m not the only girl for once!” she giggles before pulling away.
Next my eyes move to Eric. His hair is pulled back into a small ponytail, and he has eyes that feel like they are staring straight through me. Stacey elbows him in the side. “Eric…”
He breaks a hard eye contact with me to look at her and her eyes go wide, signaling he’s being rude. Without a word he turns and heads across the field, away from me.
“Well, that wasn’t awkward or anything…” I mutter.
Stacey sends me an apologetic look before running after him. The boys start walking in that direction as well before I feel Jared place a hand on my back.
“Don’t mind Eric,” he says. “He just doesn’t like new people…or anyone, for that matter.”
He looks up like he’s looking at a distant memory before shrugging and pushing me forward. Reluctantly, I follow the crew down the field until I see where we are headed. The amusement park slowly comes into view ahead. I can see the Ferris Wheel over the tops of the trees and some other crazy contraption I can only imagine performing some crazy stunt. Ugh , I hate amusement parks. Mainly, because I hate rollercoasters and what else is there to do at an amusement park if you don’t go on rides? Walking around the trees, we come to the entrance of the park. The semicircular gate states
“You’ll see!” With that, he takes off, back up the hill.
“What is with this guy and practically running everywhere?!” I murmur to myself before breaking into a run after him.
When we get back to the bike I feel my back pocket vibrate. I pull out my cell phone to read a text from Ro: What happened to you last night?
With a sly smile I type back: I got arrested .
I strap on my helmet and slide in behind Jared. I don’t have to wait long for her response.
Yes! We just upped your street cred!
I roll my eyes before tucking my phone back into my pocket and reaching out for Jared’s sides. He starts up the bike and we zoom out onto the road as dirt kicks up behind us. Once he gets to the edge of the parking lot, he turns the opposite way from which we came. I look around, confused before I lock eyes with Jared in the rearview mirror. He smirks at my confusion before his eyes return to the road ahead.
WE ONLY DRIVE about fifteen minutes before we pull into an open field. My eyes gravitate to the three other cars parked there, and a small crowd of people forming behind them. As we careen in closer, I begin to make out the faces of his construction buddies. My anxiety rises as the bike stops at the front of the line of cars. Jared is the first off, hooking his arms under my armpits and helping me to the ground. In one swift movement he unclasps his helmet and swings it off, turning to greet his friends. Once he makes it down the line of them, they all seem to be looking at me. Feeling the weight of their stares, I unclasp my own helmet and try to fix my hair as I feel my cheeks automatically redden.
“Guys, this is April. April, these are the guys!” he announces, gesturing me closer.
“This is Mack.” Jared points to the guy who I thought was huge when I was a few flights in the air. Now I see he’s actually humongous. Clean over six foot, arms bigger than the size of my body, baldheaded, with brown eyes soft as melted ice cream. He reaches his huge hand out to welcome me, and as he shakes my hand my arm feels like rubber.
“This is Zach.” The next boy is the scrawny intern. He’s tall and lanky, with sunburn across his big nose and cheeks. He doesn’t look like the most outdoorsy kid, and it makes me wonder why he is working for Jared.
“And last but not least, this is Eric and Stacey.” The last two are complete opposites. Stacey is drop-dead gorgeous, a supermodel with blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Instead of shaking my hand, she reaches out to embrace me. Pulling me close to her, she’s the first one to speak to me.
“So glad I’m not the only girl for once!” she giggles before pulling away.
Next my eyes move to Eric. His hair is pulled back into a small ponytail, and he has eyes that feel like they are staring straight through me. Stacey elbows him in the side. “Eric…”
He breaks a hard eye contact with me to look at her and her eyes go wide, signaling he’s being rude. Without a word he turns and heads across the field, away from me.
“Well, that wasn’t awkward or anything…” I mutter.
Stacey sends me an apologetic look before running after him. The boys start walking in that direction as well before I feel Jared place a hand on my back.
“Don’t mind Eric,” he says. “He just doesn’t like new people…or anyone, for that matter.”
He looks up like he’s looking at a distant memory before shrugging and pushing me forward. Reluctantly, I follow the crew down the field until I see where we are headed. The amusement park slowly comes into view ahead. I can see the Ferris Wheel over the tops of the trees and some other crazy contraption I can only imagine performing some crazy stunt. Ugh , I hate amusement parks. Mainly, because I hate rollercoasters and what else is there to do at an amusement park if you don’t go on rides? Walking around the trees, we come to the entrance of the park. The semicircular gate states
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