Getting into the car hurt. It stung his back. But sitting down was worse. He took his seat on the side opposite of the door in the limo, so he was turned enough to talk to the girl. Sitting down stung, but it wasn't until he sat back that he felt some of his wounds splitting back open. And there was the blood. He cringed for a second, taking a breath to try to get through the pain and turning to the girl. He quickly slid out his phone, shooting a short text to Annabelle. Hey. I'm on my way there. Hang out later? And quickly put it back in his pants.
She looked like her father. Well, at least pictures Quinn had seen. He wasn't sure how his father and her father knew each other, but there was a picture above their fireplace of the two of them together, at some lake house by the look of it.
Come to think of it, this whole thing was pretty weird. He didn't know he would be carpooling with this girl till he landed, and turned his phone back on. His dad had texted him saying there was a girl who would be hitching a ride, a girl in his house, and though he didn't know this at the time, after hearing her name he realized she was his co. Other than that, there wasn't much he knew about her. She was pretty, tall and blonde, but so were many of the girls at Eltz.
Taking another breath to try and ease the pain, Quinn smacked the wall separating the driver and them to signal him to drive. He felt the car start to move, turning back to Alwin. "Are you excited to be head girl?" He asked, his eyes looking her over, not in an intrusive way, but an interested way. He began to wonder thing's about her, as the car went on. Maybe, she'd answer with a long answer and they could talk for the rest of the ride, making it go by fast.