Small rays of sunshine shown through the patchy dark clouds on the sidewalk as Courtney walked quickly to her house, silently praying she would get her license soon.

Courtney was approaching 17 years old and still couldn't drive. She had passed driver's ed of course but she had very bad road rage when it came to actually getting behind the wheel. She would blow the horn if the car in front of her wasn't going at the speed of light or if they made an unexpected turn which slowed her down. She would scream if anyone tried to pass her and drove like she was racing, which wasn't much of a surprise considering Courtney makes everything a competition.

She was lost in her own thoughts, replaying the highlights of the day and retelling herself what she had to do for homework that night. She cursed her least favorite teacher for assigning her class a two page paper on genetic mutations.

She walked faster down the empty street to get started on her paper when she felt a drop of rain fall right on the tip of her nose and blow back into her eye. She cocked her head up towards the sky and realized the small rays of sun were now gone and the sky was now a dark grey blanket.

Looking around and realizing she was another half mile away from her house she started running as fast as she could in her 3-inch high wedges. She felt her hair become damp as the rain slowly picked up and pulled her messanger bag closer to her.

Courtney's POV

Of course it would rain on me. On the one day I actually need to be home to work it rains. I picked up my pace and closed my bag as tight as possible in hopes that my notebooks and papers would not be soaked by the time a reached my house.

I turned my head behind me and slowed my pace when I heard a low rumble off in the distance. The rain was now pouring down and I was bent over my bag to keep some of the water out. I squinted my eyes to see a dark figure riding a motorcycle which was slowing to a stop beside me.

The mysterious rider took off his helmet to reveal a bright green mohawk which was now limped over on the side of his white skin. He shook his head and turned to me with a smirk.

"Got a little wet now did we Princess?"

I glared at the smirking figure and looked down on myself to see the ends of my medium length hair dripping down and hitting the dark grey sidewalk. My skinny jeans were now one with my body and my shirt was sticking like a magnet to me even though the rain had lightened up a tiny bit.

"Piss off Duncan," I said and turned to start walking again.

"You know if you could drive this wouldn't be a problem," Duncan shouted over the rain.

"Shut. Up." I shouted back at him without looking back. I could've ran from there but I wouldn't give him that satisfaction. All I heard was a laugh and the sound of his motorcycle pulling up beside me.

"Let me drive you home Princess." I stopped and turned to look at him, in shock he would ever offer to help me at all. I scoffed aloud at the idea.

"No way am I getting on that thing Duncan, it's not to far anyways."

"Then it shouldn't be a problem then", I just looked at him, "Come on Princess, just one time?"

I thought about it and felt the rain start coming down harder. Maybe just this once I thought, only because I need to start my paper.

I glanced at the motorcycle and slightly cringed at the thought of riding it. Then I looked at Duncan and our eyes connected, his waiting for my answer through the rough rain. I suddenly felt, safe? I quickly pushed the thought to the back of my mind and began to walk over to him. His smirk turned into a rather large grin as he handed me his helmet.

"Only because I have a lot of work to do tonight," I told him as he rolled his eyes and gestured for me to get on.

"Whatever you say Princess, get on"

I threw one leg over the motorcycle and quickly adjusted myself to where I could wrap my arms around his middle. I could practically hear him smirking. Before I could say anything Duncan started the bike and began to drive. I held onto him as tight as I could and squeezed my eyes shut. I finally remembered to breathe and inhaled a mix of rain and a spicy smell that I could only describe as Duncan. I loosened my grip on him only slightly and began to notice that I could easily feel all of his muscles through his clothing which was also stuck to him. As much as I hated to admit it, Duncan had a great body. I had the sudden urge to lay my head on his back but resisted, thinking that was too much. I was suppose to hate him. I did hate him. Didn't I?

Before I could think about anything else we pulled to a stop. I quickly took the helmet off and swung my body over and off the motorcycle. I turned to thank Duncan but saw he was already on my porch. I glared at him and walked up the brick stairs to the front door of my house.

"Thank you for driving me Duncan, you can go now," I said maybe a little too harshly. I dug through my bag and grabbed my keys to open the front door.

"Don't mention it Princess, where are your folks?" He said ignoring the last part of my statement.

"Their out on business," I said as I opened the door and instantly smelled vanilla and cinnamon which was the candles my mom always burned in the house.

"Mmh, need some company?," He wiggled his eyebrows at me. I rolled my eyes and looked him up and down. His hair was a disaster and his clothes were completely stuck to his body,he had water dripping from his face and his hair. He actually looked kind of cute.

Cute? Wait, no.

"As if cretin, in your dreams." He chuckled and looked down at his feet before turning to walk down the stairs.

"Always Princess." He turned to wink at me before running off to his motorcycle.

I scoffed at the thought but at the same time I wondered if he was kidding or not. Did I want him to be?

No.

Absolutely not.

We're hardly friends, nothing more. I don't want to be anything more.

Right?

WOAHHHHH.

Hey guys! I am actually surprised that I sat down today and wrote a chapter! I am sooo incredibly sorry for not updating but I had a really crappy year and I forgot how happy writing and being in this community makes me. This was exactly what I needed. not promising regular updates BUT I will try to complete this story sometime in the future. Please review and PM me! I love hearing from you guys, and hearing your ideas and stories. Love you all 3. R&R!

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