"Tell me about yourself." She said before tuning on the radio in my truck. I didn't really care because all we were going to doing was driving and talking. We had gone to school together for at least the last four years and I didn't notice her until now. Damn, I'm stupid. I kept my gaze on the road. She and Iris hadn't been with each other ever since the last slushiee incident. "Why are you being- never mind."

"Why am I being so what?" I asked. I knew next to nothing about her, but, it seemed that she had some kind of magic without even realizing it.

"Why are you being so nice?" She finally asked after a couple moments of silence. I sighed before trying to think of my answer. The truth: I didn't know. She was… intriguing, I wanted to know more. "Oh, no smartass answer? Surprising." She sounded so cold when she talked.

"I could kick you out. This is my truck, isn't it? Besides, since we don't know each other, what better way than just go on a drive." I had just filled this old thing right before I saw her walking. She turned the radio on and a soft country melody started playing. "You like country? Wow."

"Is that a problem? I can get out-"

"No. It's fine." I glanced over to her. I didn't know her that much. In fact, before tonight, all I knew was her name. She looked over and her ice blue eyes seemed to pierce me.

"What're you looking at?" She spat. I then switched my view back on the road. The sun had gone down about an hour ago and the full moon shone brightly in the sky. It seemed to make her glow… it was like she belonged there. She could have chosen to just keep walking and they wouldn't be here, just driving around Lima.

Girl I know I don't know you

But your pretty little eyes so blue

Are pulling me in

Like the moon on your skin

"Why did you come with me?" I asked. "You could have kept walking." Barely knowing each other and she jumped into my dusty truck and agreed to drive around with me until who knew how long into the night. She scoffed.

"I was bored." She added. Sam then leaned her head back on the seat. While she let her hair out of her ponytail, she muttered "I just don't want to go home." I had to blink a couple times. Someone that always seemed so happy didn't want to go to the place where they're supposed to be safe? Damn.

"Why?" I whispered. "Why don't you want to go home?" I didn't see her face, but, she sounded ticked.

"Why should I tell you?" She said before switching the radio station.

"You're in this car with me, right? Don't you trust me?" I asked. She just kept looking ahead and sighed.

"I don't want to go home because of my dad. He… he likes to hit my mom around and that's when he's sober and in a good mood…" She trailed off in her sentence. To go through that and have that hanging over you every day… I felt like an asshole or treating her and Iris like shit.

"Oh, I didn't-"

"You didn't know? That's what everyone says." For a couple minutes, all you could hear was the radio. "Do you know where the hell you're going?" She finally asked.

"No, I'm just driving. Why?" I then saw it: the sign tat said 'Welcome to Akron'. Great. This will look great at the next meeting. "Relax, Sam. Everything will be fine. You trust me enough, right?" I gave her a smile and for the first time that night, she smiled back.

I'm so glad you trusted me

To slide up on this dusty seat

And let your hair down

Get out of town

She rolled down the window and looked up at the sky. "God, I love the sky at night. It's just so… pretty." I chuckled.

"Never thought you would use the word 'pretty'." She seemed like someone who would use another word to describe something so beautiful.

"Fine then, Mr. Wordsmith. What should I use, then?" She asked. I waited a moment to pick the perfect word.

"Stunning." I looked at her and she was giving a warm smile. I smiled back at her. She was finally warming up to me. Judging how she was at the park, I thought she was just a cold bitch. She then heard a song on the radio and gave a huge grin.

"I love this song!" I chuckled and recognized the song as I Love Rock n' Roll by Joan Jett. This night was going the way I wanted it to.

Got the stars coming out over my hood

And all I know now is it's going good

When the chorus started, she looked like she was having fun. She threw her hands up in the air as she sang "So, come and take the time and dance with me!" I smiled when I saw that she was having fun, listening to the radio. She must have listened to this station because she seemed to recognize that song too. It seemed that for the first time tonight, she was having fun. This is how she really was. I had to push these thoughts away because I knew that she was be… distracting and I didn't want us get into a car accident. I shook my head and glanced at the time. Twelve fourteen. Six hours until sunrise.

You got your hands up

You're rocking in my truck

You got the radio on

You're singing every song

Unfortunately, I was getting tired. I had set my truck on cruise control, Like that would help. I couldn't get mind off of her and I couldn't stop looking over at her. She had me under her spell and I think she knew it. It was getting harder and harder to keep my concentration on the road all because of Sam. I had seen a warmer side to her and it was different than her usual 'cold bitch' act that she does.

God, she looked great tonight. I'm glad that she had climbed into my truck and stayed for the ride. She was still singing along loudly to the radio as I turned down another street. I still couldn't believe how long we had been driving. Could she really trust me enough to do that?

I'm set on cruise control

I'm slowly losing hold

Of everything I got

You're looking so damn hot

She turned down the radio and she surprised me. "One question: where the hell are we?" Good question. I hadn't seen any signs about where we were or where we had been.

"Uhhh… I'm guessing we're near Carmel High School." I replied back. I saw a sign that had pointed the school out. Sam seemed liked she didn't care. As long as she wasn't as home, she was fine.

"Are you okay? Driving, I mean." She asked me.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I answered back, blinking a few times to keep myself awake. I seriously didn't know where we were. I didn't know how we got there. But, I didn't want her to go. I enjoyed being lost with her. We went from being dislikes to somewhat friends within a night. Give me another couple days with her, and she'll be under my spell. Or is it more the other way around? Maybe the reason why I didn't know where we were was I was concentrating on her and not where we went. Damn, I'm an idiot. I might ave gotten us lost because of her. I then realized that I didn't care. As long as I was with her, I was fine.

And I don't know what road we're on

Or where we've been

From staring at you girl

All I know is I don't want this night to end

"Are you sure you don't want to pull over and rest? You look tired." She said with concern. Rest. Sleep. That did sound pretty good.

"Can you promise me something?"

"Depends on what it is."

"Can you stay here with me?" Silence. She looked at me.

"Of course." It wasn't just a 'yes'. For some reason, I knew she wouldn't leave. She smiled as I pulled over to the side of the road. Once I put the truck in park, she gave me a kiss. It lingered on my lips even after she pulled away. I then leaned over towards her and planted a soft kiss on her lips. So soft, so tender. It was like a drug to me, I seemed to get drunk just off the two kisses. When I pulled away, she smiled and whispered, "I've been waiting for you to do that all night."

"I'm glad I did." I whispered back. I looked at the time. Three thirty-five in the morning. "Well, we can talk or we can sleep. Your choice."

She smiled and then replied in a soft voice, "let's just sleep. I know I'm tired and you look tired." We unhooked our seatbelts and cuddled together. She fell asleep with her head on my shoulder and I felt like I could fall into place with her.

Do anything to make your smile

Land on my lips

Get drunk on your kiss

Clock on the dash says 3:35

AN: Yes, I know it's not the complete lyrics, but, it's what fit in with the story.