Hi everyone,

So after a scene from Patch's point of view, this story is from Sam's pov after her first meeting with Patch.

Warming up

Sam pov

He was weird. No, he was strange. Not even that, he was scary. Oh hell, he was mysterious. Yes, that was it. But still...

As I walked through the corridor to my locker, I struggled to find a suitable word to describe Patch. Reaching my locker, I put my biology books in and took out the homework worksheets for the day. Just then Hazel came and said, "Sorry baby. I cannot give you a ride today. My mom called me. Some guests have come to our home, and I need to be there as soon as possible."

"Its alright Haze. I know you have to go. Don't worry about me" I said and waved her goodbye.

I slowly walked to the front gate, immersed in my own thoughts. Just then, a black something zipped past me and stopped in front of me. I stared at the motorcycle's rider and, as you all might have guessed, it was none other than Patch.

"Want a ride?" He asked.

"No thanks" I said and walked out the gate and stepped onto the pavement. I thought he would leave it at there, but I found him following me on foot, his bike parked a few feet away from the school gate. "What?" I asked impatiently. He was seriously getting on my nerves.

"You are seriously not thinking to walk five miles home, are you?" He asked.

"How do you know that?"

"I guessed from hearing what you were talking to your friend back there."

"And?"

"And what?"

"How do you know I live five miles from here?"

"Your address is in your biology notebook." Crap. I made a mental note not to write my address on my notebooks anymore.

"And you will follow me on foot if I don't accept your ride?"

"Yes."

"Okay then. Get your bike here. I would rather take your offer than have you follow me."

He beamed and went back. What was it with this guy? In minutes, he was beside me on his super bike and handed me a black helmet. Everything about him was black, and, somehow I found myself to be liking it. "Nice bike. I love the flames designed on it" I said.

I sat behind him, maintaining some distance between us. Noticing this, he said, " Really Sam, I am not going to eat you, just relax."

" I am relaxed" I retorted. He revved the engine and started along the road. I always loved super bikes, and even owned one. So there was no question of fear. My only fear was, though I hate to admit it, was this becoming a daily routine. I shook my head. It's only this time, he is dropping me because Hazel is not here, I thought. When I looked up in the rear view mirror, Patch seemed to be smiling, like he had just heard what I was thinking. After about an hour, we reached my place. He stopped on the gravel driveway and admired the mansion, where I lived.

"So this is the place where you live"

"Yes"

My house was somewhat on the outskirts, thanks to my mom, who wanted to have some 'privacy', and always surrounded by mist. I gladly got off the bike and handed him the helmet.

"Bye, and thank you for the ride" I said.

"Bye. See you tomo...", without waiting, I went in and slammed the front door. I kept my ear pressed to the door until I heard his tires squeal out of the driveway. I breathed a sigh of relief. His presence had this maddening effect on me, and I was relieved that he was gone.

Yeah, I know this chapter is short, but this this was the best I could do at the moment. Your thoughts please!