Brooke and Lucas drove in complete silence. Brooke had briefly explained to Lucas the location of her house, and then resided to staring blankly out of the passenger side window. Occasionally, Lucas glanced over at her, and every time he returned his attention to the road, he felt his hands grow sweaty, and his heart raced. No other girl had ever done that to him.
Meanwhile, Brooke was lost in her own thoughts, replaying their encounter over and over in her mind. Feelings of regret rushed through her as she got to the part where she said she wanted to go home. Home was the last place she wanted to be. She knew that monster would be there right now. Deciding to change her mind, she looked over at Lucas, who seemed to be so intently focused on the road, that nothing could distract him.
"Lucas," she tried to divert his attention, "Hey, Lucas." He finally snapped back into reality.
"What?" His tone was filled with aggravation. That's not at all how he wanted to come across. Silently cursing at himself, he repeated the question, this time with more sincerity. "Um, what did you say?"
'Much better' Brooke thought. He sounded so annoyed the first time he answered. "Um, I'm sorry, but do you think you could take me back to school. I don't know why I said I wanted to go home." He slowed down the car and looked into her eyes. Seeing traces of fear, and anxiety mixed with the confidence in her eyes.
"Now we both know school isn't a place you want to be." He said chuckling, trying to lighten the mood.
She was shocked. He had known her for fifteen minutes, and yet he could read her like a book. It was almost scary, yet fulfilling at the same time.
He stopped the truck and got out, leaving Brooke extremely confused.
"Lucas, what are you doing? Aren't we going back to school?" She got worried. What if he was going to leave her stranded here? As hundreds of conclusions ran threw her head, he walked around to the other side of the car, and opened her door.
He stuck his hand out to her, an invitation to follow him. "Come with me. I want to show you something." He smiled sincerely, and she knew he was genuine.
Deciding to play this up, she joked, "Just as long as what you're showing me isn't hidden under those pants." She smiled, to let him know she was joking, and he laughed.
"I doubt this could fit under any mans pants." He continued to laugh, and grabbed her hand as they slowly made their way through the forest.
Meanwhile, Brooke was lost in her own thoughts, replaying their encounter over and over in her mind. Feelings of regret rushed through her as she got to the part where she said she wanted to go home. Home was the last place she wanted to be. She knew that monster would be there right now. Deciding to change her mind, she looked over at Lucas, who seemed to be so intently focused on the road, that nothing could distract him.
"Lucas," she tried to divert his attention, "Hey, Lucas." He finally snapped back into reality.
"What?" His tone was filled with aggravation. That's not at all how he wanted to come across. Silently cursing at himself, he repeated the question, this time with more sincerity. "Um, what did you say?"
'Much better' Brooke thought. He sounded so annoyed the first time he answered. "Um, I'm sorry, but do you think you could take me back to school. I don't know why I said I wanted to go home." He slowed down the car and looked into her eyes. Seeing traces of fear, and anxiety mixed with the confidence in her eyes.
"Now we both know school isn't a place you want to be." He said chuckling, trying to lighten the mood.
She was shocked. He had known her for fifteen minutes, and yet he could read her like a book. It was almost scary, yet fulfilling at the same time.
He stopped the truck and got out, leaving Brooke extremely confused.
"Lucas, what are you doing? Aren't we going back to school?" She got worried. What if he was going to leave her stranded here? As hundreds of conclusions ran threw her head, he walked around to the other side of the car, and opened her door.
He stuck his hand out to her, an invitation to follow him. "Come with me. I want to show you something." He smiled sincerely, and she knew he was genuine.
Deciding to play this up, she joked, "Just as long as what you're showing me isn't hidden under those pants." She smiled, to let him know she was joking, and he laughed.
"I doubt this could fit under any mans pants." He continued to laugh, and grabbed her hand as they slowly made their way through the forest.