Shortest one yet!. I'm posting from Latin class again, lol!

We have this thing called DEAR time at my school, (Drop Everything And Read), needless to say, I'm usually on here or writing during this pointless waste of time. It is useful sometimes though, don't get me wrong.

Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I do not, nor ever will, own Perfect Chemistry by Simone Elkeles. I only own my original characters.

Quin POV

Dinner was better than I thought it'd be. It was nice not eating in silence for once.

"I like your family," I tell Luca as he walks me to my car.

"I think they like you, too," he laughs.

"I'll see you Monday," I say goodbye.

Luca pulls my arm and encircles me in a hug.

"Please be careful," he whispers into my hair.

"I'm just driving home, Luca, I'll be fine," I laugh and hug him back.

"No, I mean with the dealing. Is there any way you can get out of it?" he asks letting me go.

"I'll think about it," I lie.

"My dad wanted to know if you wanted to go to church with us tomorrow," he offers.

"Church isn't really my thing," I decline.

"Just sleep on it. Be here tomorrow morning at 10:00 if you decide to give it a try," he winks and walks back into his house.

I shake my head with a smile and drive home.

In the morning, I take a deep breath and try to look decent.

I argue with myself the whole way to his house.

I sit outside in my car for a minute and get ready to leave, but then Luca runs out of his house.

"You came!" he exclaims.

"Yep," I force out my answer.

"Come on," he opens my door, "Did you eat breakfast?" he asks.

"Yeah," I answer.

"Okay, my mom is just cleaning up, and then we will head out. I'll drive you," he informs me.

"Luca, I'm not so sure about this…" I say as I walk into his house.

"I know, but you just have to sit there and look pretty. If you get too bored just… I don't know, poke my arm three times, and I'll excuse us," he offers.

I nod. That's kind of unexpected.

"Then after church, you're coming with me to the junkyard," he winks.

"What?" I ask.

"You're helping me vamp up Big Red," he smiles.

"I thought you said you didn't need a girls help," I mock him.

"Eh, you're not a really a girl, now are you?"

"I don't know how to take that," I laugh.

"As a compliment," he smirks.

We leave ten minutes later.

I walk with Luca into his church. It's not what I'd thought it'd be. It's small and no one is in suits and dresses. I'm a little relieved that my jeans don't look too out of place.

He introduces me to his friends and we sit in the back with some other teenagers.

I actually listen to the lesson for a little while. But then I start fidgeting too much I guess, because Luca notices.

"Wanna leave?" he whispers in my ear.

I shake my head no. I don't want to offend his family.

I grab his thumb, though, and hold onto it like a lost little kid for the rest of the service.

He smiles and chuckles a little.