"Sorry it took me so long." I exclaim to Kole as I open the door. Kole is a 6'5, 17 year old. With the most beautiful gray-blue eyes, and jet-black hair that flows down gorgeously to his broad shoulders. He has on a pair of blue jeans and his everyday black hoodie.
"It's OK." He replies. Just then I jerk back and open the door again. "Mom" I yell, "I'm going to park with Kole."
"OK, hey take your phone in case I need to reach you." She replies. Her head poking out of the kitchen.
"I will." I call back as I grab my phone. Then I close the front door and turn to Kole who is leaning against the pillar that is connected to the front porch.
"Come on, let's go to the park." I suggest to Kole.
"OK, but do you have a bike?" He asks as we walk around the red brick walls of my house.
"Well, I have a blue bike but it's a 60's bike and its ugly." I say kind of quietly. I show him my bike reluctantly.
"That's OK with me, I'll drive and you can ride on the pegs." He says as he notices I added pegs to the bike.
"Are you sure you want to ride this ugly thing?" I ask. Pointing to the blue bike.
"Yes, I'm sure I want to. Come on lets go." He says as he gets on the bike.
"OK but be careful I am kinda bad with directions." Kole laughs slightly, then starts to peddle down the driveway. "Hey! Wait for me." I say as I run to catch up, I grab onto his strong bulging biceps and jump on the pegs.