A/N: Thanks for the all the reviews people! This story is a lot more fun to write than I originally thought it'd be. I will try and update quite frequently but sometimes life gets in the way. I'm not going anywhere though

Kitty's POV:

My classes for the day had gone so slowly, partly because I was so tired and just wanted to go back to bed. I'd had a ten-minute break between my classes so was sat outside in the sunshine reading my book. I had looked up and noticed a boy staring at me. He seemed familiar, that's when it hit me. It was "Indiana" from work last night. I immediately went back to reading my book, but he had clearly seen me sitting here. I continued to sit there for a few moments when I heard a few excited girls squealing. I looked up to see them rushing over to "Indiana", who just looked annoyed at having to deal with them. I wonder what that was about… I mean even the college jocks weren't that popular, although I have to admit, "Indiana" was very good looking. He was tall; probably around 6'1" or so, he was reasonably muscular; he had a mop of brown hair and brown eyes to match. Okay I admit it, I had checked him out whilst I was working on the tills yesterday. Then I remembered that I was only on a ten-minute break, crap. I looked at my watch; I had two minutes to get to my class. I grabbed my stuff and ran, not looking back to see "Indiana" pushing his way through the girls to try and talk to me again. Maybe I should have gone to hang out with him the other day, he seemed nice enough and now he was stuck in my head, grrrr.

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The rest of the day had flown past and I was now stuck back at work for a second evening in a row. It was a quiet shift, which allowed my mind to wander. I kept thinking about "Indiana", the essays I needed to write, "Indiana", what I was going to do when I got home, oh and "Indiana". He was still stuck in my damn head, maybe it was the way he had frozen when he saw me earlier. Luckily I only had ten minutes to go before the end of my shift before I could go home and relax in front of the TV and then go to bed.

My shift soon finished and I started to walk home, it was about a fifteen-minute walk that would usually be quite enjoyable in the peace and quiet of night, but it was pouring with rain, and I had forgotten my umbrella. The streets were quiet, with just the occasional car passing me. An old, red battered truck had just driven past when I noticed it turning round behind me. I felt worried as it drove towards me, slowing down as it got closer. Oh god, this was how I was going to die, I was going to be kidnapped by some weirdo in a red truck. The window wound down…

"Hey Croft. Is Lara too tough for an umbrella?" I spun round to see "Indiana" grinning at me. I started stuttering before he cut over me again.

"Want a lift?" I nodded as he gestured for me to climb into the truck. Okay so he still might be a murdering lunatic, but he had a special charm that hit me whenever he smiled.

"Where to?"

"Campus. I saw you there yesterday, are you a student?" I asked him, as I wrung out my soaked hair. I looked an absolute state but at least I was drying out now.

"Yes… sure." It was a strange answer he gave as there was a lot of hesitancy but I didn't push it any further, I did want the lift home after all. After a moment or two of silence, he started grinning.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing… okay, it's just that Indiana Jones had to rescue Lara Croft. It shows he's the stronger out of the two. Just like the Indiana Jones films are better than the Lara Croft films." I raised my eyebrows at him and couldn't help but let a smile escape.

"Absolutely not. Lara Croft is a strong, independent woman. This is just a temporary moment of weakness involving some rain. I'm sure Indiana's fling with Marion Ravenwood got him into a lot of trouble, besides having to save her from the Nazis. You'd never have to do that with Lara." I laughed at the stunned look he was giving me.

"I didn't expect you to be the sort of girl who was into action movies and that stuff."

"You don't know me at all." I snapped back, with more malice than I'd meant to. I hated people assuming that they knew me. It'd led to so many problems in the past. He continued grinning though.

"What are you smiling at now?"

"Well I'm not used to people being mean or rude to me, it makes a nice change." My mind flashed back to the girls surrounding him on campus yesterday, he must be majorly popular or something.

"You're right though, I don't know you. But I'd like to. How about what's your real name? I'm a bit bored of this Lara/Indiana joke." He continued.

"I suppose that's a fair request. I'm Kitty." I replied.

"Kitty… that's a nice name. I'm Ryder." I nodded as I took this new information in. The name suited him; he looked like a Ryder. We pulled up at a red stoplight, and he took the opportunity to turn the radio on. I grimaced as a One Direction song came on. He laughed at my expression before starting to sing along with the second verse.

"Baby don't you know you got what I need, looking so good from your head to your feet… I just want to show you off to all of my friends, making them drool from their chinny-chin-chins. Baby be mine tonight, mine tonight." I stabbed at the button to change the channel.

"Hey!" He fake pouted.

"I can't believe you know the words. I would have thought you had better taste than One Direction." I shot back.

"I have incredible taste, thank you very much."

"I'm not too sure about that, but you do have a very nice voice."

"Thanks." He grinned at me, finding the compliment amusing for some reason.

It wasn't too long before we pulled into the campus parking lot.

"Do you want to hang out?" I asked nervously. I was putting myself out here, this was something I never did but he made me feel so safe. He was now nervously eyeing up a group of girls who were stood by the doors.

"I'm… I'm not sure that's a good idea. I can't be seen here and there's somewhere I have to be." He stuttered.

"No, I expect you mean you can't be seen with me. I see how it is, Mr Popular doesn't want his reputation ruined by some nobody."

"NO! Kitty, that's not how it is!" He pleaded with me.

"Nope, save your breath for someone who will give a damn." I jumped out of the truck, slammed the door and stormed off towards my dorm. I looked back to see him staring at me, I gave a sarcastic wave before turning the corner out of sight. I heard the truck splutter as it started and the engine coughed as the sound got fainter as he drove away again.