Chapter 2

I forced myself to pull the bike onto the sidewalk. The blue corvette flew straight ahead on the street, not even stopping or slowing down.

I panted, sweat pouring down the sides of my face. Who was that driver? Why was they trying to run me over? The questions pounded through my veins.

My legs felt shaky as I contuined to pedal down the sidewalk. The orange and brown leaves were littered alll on the ground, and the crunching noise my tires made when they hit them, seemed to be giving me a headache.

I had to find out who this driver was. I just had too.

"So, the car just followed you, almost running you over?" Martha answered. We were both sitting in Piz's Pizza after I had got home and told the story to my mom.

I nodded and bit into my pepperoni pizza. This was my 5th slice. Martha stared at me as I ate fast, not drinking any of my Coke.

"Slow down Lindi! All that pizza is going to add pounds on you." Martha warned. I rolled my eyes. I didn't have to worry about eating too much.

I always lost the carbs and pounds by my own gym in the basement. Martha hadn't even touched her 1st slice yet. "Martha, are you going to eat that?" I asked.

"Yes, I am. I was just interested in your story." Martha replied. Her curly red hair sat huffily on her shouders. Martha was a little chubby with light green eyes.

"I need to find out who it was." I added shortly. Martha thought, her hand stroking her chin.

"Could it be Kris?" Martha asked truthfully. I stared at Martha with a glare on my face. "Martha..let's get real here!" I said with a playful smile now.

"Okay. How about Rick?" She said after minutes of silence. I dropped my slice of pizza and stared into her grass green eyes.

"I hadn't even thought of that. I mean, he had threatened me in the school hallway. He had left minutes before I did, it could have been Rick trying to run me over. But, why?" I asked thoughtfully.

"Is it because you turned him down?" Martha asked. She began picking the cheese off her pizza slice. "Maybe so. That's one question I will have to ask." I said truthfully.

"Well be careful. There's crazy people out there like him." Martha said as she liked some tomato sauce off he upper lip with a smile.

I began eating my pizza again, before taking a sip of my Coke in a bottle.

"Bye Mom." I shouted while heading towards the door. "Where are you going?" She asked through the kitchen with the chef. "I'm going to visit Kris. I'll be back in a little while." I said.

"Wait honey!" My mom answered. She came rushing out the kitchen, some flour dusted on the sides of her cheeks. My mom was tall with long blonde hair that stopped at her mid-back.

She had green eyes with a tight lipped smile. No wonder why my mom had a new boyfriend every month. Good looks runs on her sides of the family.

My dad is always on bussiness trips, so we never get to see him. Even though they are still married and never will divorce anytime soon, my mother and father always have new lovers.

"Here, tell Kris I hope he gets better. I don't want you walking all the way there. Take my car." My mom said with a smile. My eyes lit up and I smiled.

My mother never let me drive her expensive Escalade. I threw my arms around her and grabbed the keys. "Thanks mom, you're the best!" I called behind my shoulder.

"I know!" She said jokingly when I closed the front door. I walked on the pebble stones that led you to the dove fenced gate. Opening the gate, I stepped out onto the sidewalk and turned left.

I spotted the black Escalade in our back yard. We're so rich that we own another house, that is the guest house though. I made my way up the driveway and opened the door to the Escalade.

I felt the seats. Then I started it up and let the car sit for a while. I turned the radio onto my favorite station and took off down the street.

I smiled when Kris' house came into view. Kris lived on this street called SouthRoad. On the street it contained short houses with yards full of trees.

It wasn't a beautiful neighborhood like the one I lived in, which was called Lovely Lane. But it was better than the other streets in Marland View.

I pulled into his rocky gravel driveway and turned off the car. I knew I should have called before coming, but I couldn't wait to see him.

Opening the car door, I jumped out and closed it quickly. Everytime I went over Kris' house I got a little nervous. I guess because his parents always made me nervous.

I knocked on the wooden door softly at first and then a little hard. "Coming." Said a gruff voice. Soon infront of me, was Mr. Dunstin.

Mr. Dunstin was a short bald-head man with a gray beard. He had grey eyes and a cold look about himself. "Hi Mr. Dunstin. I just came by to see Kris." I said with a friendly smile.

"He's not here. Come inside." Mr. Dunstin said while opening the door to lead me in. I walked inside and closed the door behing me.

Their house was so amazing. Artifacts from old times all on the walls. Furniture so artistic and paintings everywhere. Of course, Mrs. Dunstin was a painter herself.

I sat down on this african couch with animals on it by the wide window. Mr. Dunstin sat in the identifying african armchair, his grey cold eyes studying me.

"Do you know where he's gone off too?" I asked slowly. Mr. Dunstin propped his legs on the glass table in between the front of us.

"All I know is that he went off with some girl." He said with a smirk. I felt my throat tightened. Kris probably was having lunch with a friend or something.

"Girl? Well, she's probably just a friend." I told him. I tightened my fist a little. Mr. Dunstin chuckled and then laughed. His big belly bouncing as he did so.

"No, she wasn't just a friend! Girl comes over here looking very pretty. Nice dress, hair did up. Kris hobbled down the stairs looking dressed up as well.

I don't know where they were going. Yeah, she was a pretty one all right. She wasn't as pretty as you of course, but she looked close to a chubby what's that actress name? Lindsay Lohan! Yeah, her!" Mr. Dunstin said.

My eyes narrowed at the glass table. "Red hair, a little chubby. Green eyes. I forgot her name though. It was an older days name." Mr. Dunstin kept on.

I stared up at Mr. Dunstin and smiled. "Thank you alot. When Kris get's home, tell him to call me." I said and felt tears well up in my eyes.

"Okay. I will." He said as he walked me to the door. I leaped off the front stoop and walked over to my Mother's escalade. I narrowed my eyes again at the figure leaning against the car.

"Rick..what do you want?" I threatened. I grabbed the car keys pressed tightly in my hand. "I just wanted to apoligize. For..you know. The other day. I didn't mean to grab you that hard." Rick said with a frown.

I walked over to him and looked into his eyes. "Whatever. What are you doing here?" I asked. I folded my arms as he smirked and moved forward.

"I went over to your million dollar place and your mom said you went to Kris house. So I came over here, to talk to you and him. Where is the feller anyways?" Rick asked.

I groaned. "Out with some girl." I said. Rick looked down at me with a frown. "Sorry I asked." He murmmered. "It's okay, you didn't know." I said and then smiled.

Rick actually did look cute behind his acne filled face. "You walked here?" I asked, not seeing his car or anything. "Yes. My car's in the car shop. Got it messed up." He said.

"For your trouble I'll give you a ride back." I suggested. Rick's eyes lit up. "Thanks Lindi! I owe you one!" He said. Rick nearly ran to the passenger side.

I opened the doors and smiled as he piled in. Rick felt the material and smiled. "Wow. You guys are really loaded." He said with a smile.

I just nodded and backed out of Kris' driveway. We pulled off down the street. "What street do you live on?" I asked once we reached a three-way drive.

"Kross Road." Rick said, staring at the navigation in my mom's car. I pressed in Kross Road and smiled as the voice began to speak to us.

"This is so cool." Rick kept saying over and over. To tell you the truth, I had alot of fun with Rick during the car drive. I saw his house as we pulled up.

It was a small copper red house with some broken shingles. One of the windows was cracked and replaced with duck tape. There was no grass on his front lawn. Only dirt.

I tried to hold in my gasp of suprise as I pulled up the dirt gravel driveway. Rick stared at me as if he was expecting me to push him out the car.

"I'm suprise you didn't comment about my house." He grumbled under his breath. "I wouldn't dare say anything about it." I lied, trying not to show it.

Rick smiled. "My ma, and pops haven't been making money at their job. I have to bring the food on the table. It's not easy." Rick said. Trust me, I can see that, I thought.

"Well, I'll see you later Rick." I said, after minutes of silence. "Yeah, thanks for the ride." Rick replied with a smile. He began to open up the door.

I didn't know what came over me, I just had this sudden feeling. I grabbed Rick's acne filled face and pushed his lips towards mine.

I heard Rick moan. He ran his hands through my blonde hair. Thoughts were rushing through my mind. Was this right? Am I cheating on Kris?

I pulled away from Rick. He stared at me in confusion and angrily. "What's your problem?" He said, his eyes flamming angrily. I touched my pink lips slowly.

I could feel Rick's teeth marks from nibbling my bottom lip. "Rick...I can't do this. I feel unfaithful to Kris." I said slowly, I raised my eyes to his.

Rick just stared at the window. He drummed his fingers on the glass. Slowly, Rick turned to me with an glare. "Going out with another girl...sounds unfaithful to me." He said.

I studied Rick for a minute. "Bye Rick." I said coldly. I couldn't believe he said that about Kris! "You're going to beg for me to be your's! You wait, Lindi!" Rick replied.

I gripped the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. Rick opened up the car door and walked out. He slammed the door and ran all the way to his front porch.

I stared down at my plaid red and black mini skirt. I felt so bad, but Rick deserved it! I watched his tall figure at the front porch, and then he disappeared inside.

I slumped against the cool leather seat. I blew my blonde hair out my face and stared into the rearview mirror.

My pink lips were a darker shade and a little swollen from Rick. My hair was all over my head and my eyes had some tears in them.

"Get yourself together, Lindi!" I scolded myself silently.

I stared at my math exam in fustration. I was so mad at Kris! He hadn't even called me at all! What a creep!

The problems blurred through my eyes. I hadn't gotten any sleep, I was worring about the mystery girl and Kris.

I'm pretty sure he's at school today. "Psst." A voice called to me from across the table. I looked up from the paper and stared into the face of an fellow classmate.

"What?" I muttered. His name was Brian...Brian something, I think. "What's the answer to number 14?" He asked.

I turned around quickly and blocked his view from my paper. No, way was he getting answers from me.

Soon enough, everyone finished and class was dismissed. I made my way out the mob of people at the door and started walking towards Second Period class.

Someone's arm slipped around my waist and pulled me close. I looked up at the person and then down. It was Kris. Seemed like he was a lot better.

"Hey Babes. What's wrong?" Kris asked. His brown eyes looked at me worriedly. "Nothing. I came by the other day. You were out...with some girl?" I asked as innocently as I could.

Kris' smile widened and he laughed. "Oh yeah. I was out with Martha! She needed help getting ready for that Math Exam so I helped her study. We went out for Pizza! I didn't know that girl could eat so much!" Kris said with a smile.

"Why didn't Martha just ask me?" I said suspiciously. "You know how your grades are. Plus, I have the highest grade in the whole grade! No need to brag though." Kris said, he grabbed my books and carried them for me.

I smiled. "Kris..here I am getting jealous, over nothing but a study date. I'm so sorry!" I said. I threw my arms around him and began to kiss him.

Some Freshman girls giggled as they walked by. I didn't care! The only thing that mattered in the world was me and Kris! I opened my eyes and broke away from the kiss.

"Come on we're going to be late for class!" I said. "Okay. I love you, bye!" Kris called. "Love you too!" I called back, before walking to Geometry.

"Lindi...Lindi!" My swim instructer's voice rang through my head. "Huh?" I snapped out of my day dream. I day dreamed that me and Kris were preparing for our wedding day.

"I said you can go take your break now!" Jim Leung said with a smile. "Oh, I'm sorry about that." I said. I pulled myself out of the swimming pool and dried off with a towel.

"Be back in 10 minutes!" Jim called behind me. I opened up the door to the Girl's locker room and breathed a deep breath. It was so cold.

Even though I was going to get right back into the pool, I figured out I might as well take a shower. I hated to be in chlorine (how you spell it? lol).

It just made me feel disgusting. I know you can't feel it on you, but the thought of swimming in it is nasty. I walked into the shower room and turned on the hot shower.

I began to peel off my swimming suit, when a figure grabbed me from behind.

I screamed as something sharp poked through my skin on my side.