"Yes, Jac, that is my ultimate plan. That's why I'm letting you come with me tonight. Yes, attending class today would totally cramp my style. I have to tell you... They'll treat you differently than you'd probably think. It's subtle, but definitely there. I haven't entirely figured out why, but I have a few theories. If you're around any drama- which, I can guarantee you, will happen- they'll probably look to you to calm things down. They don't do it consciously, I think something about us just radiates power. Um. You're going to see some things. And you're going to smell some things. You'll be able to figure it out, though- if it makes your nose numb, move away. The guys will flock to you- at least, the girls flock to me, so I only suspect they'll do it to you, too. I know you're tough, and don't get me wrong, I'm pretty sure if you felt insulted you could take out any of them in half a heartbeat- but if anyone gives you trouble, come get me. It shouldn't happen, though, I told them you were there as... with me. They should leave you alone. At least the guys. But hey, anything can happen when you mix drugs and alcohol. Not to insult your intelligence, or anything." “Oh, my, my don’t tell me if guys get to…clingy…you might go all big brother on me.” Jac asked with a mock horror face thought deep down she hoped he didn’t see ‘little sister’ plastered to her forehead.
Suddenly she took his hand and pulled him down as she pulled herself up. She touched his hand lightly with her free hand before letting go with both and grinning at him.
“Like you said, I can take care of myself big boy” she said trying to shake the tingly feeling in her hands out of her mind.
“See you tonight Gavin….by the by…..your it again.” She said with a wink, then she was gone, jumping onto her old
1994 motorcycle and speeding off, not even bothering with the helmet.
It only took her half the ride to get her mind off Gavin and on the fact that she had forgotten her book bag. What hope was there to make it back to the house then to school again without breaking many traffic laws? None. She sighed and parked her bike outside the school before fixing her hair and going inside. The tide of people parted for her as usual as she made her way to her locker, then to her first class art.