Chapter 2: Motorbike

Ace took of his glasses and rubbed his eyes, glaring at his i-phone. JustAKid just said that she'd go for his plan? Skipping school? Tomorrow? On Tuesday? Despite he was just an internet friend?

Then again it was her idea. He's the crazy one. For suggesting a school day. This girl was probably just stupid. Maybe not, judging from her writings in FanFiction and FictionPress.

He had to go. He was curious if this girl is like any other girls; if she's just acting in the internet. Hopefully she wasn't trolling. He'd sue her for real if she didn't show up tomorrow…

"Hey dad,"

"Huh?"

"I'm gonna skip school tomorrow."

"Sure, whatever."

Ace rolled his eyes and went upstairs to his room. As he was out of sight from his parents, he rushed in frantically and jacked out his bathroom's cabinet.

Quick acne-cleanser, he needed that. He had to take a long shower too, probab—

Ace frowned to himself and slammed his cabinet close. "What the fuck, Ace." He shook his head and exited the bathroom.

He's not trying to impress anyone. JustAKid just have to see his real form. Hopefully she's in her real form too.

~.X.~

Upsides of skipping school on Tuesday; road was clear, park was empty, air was fresh. Alice sighed happily as she came down her motorbike. Yes, she rode a motorcycle, the only vehicle she had. Julius had a car but it wasn't really his, it was his company's car. Her house was on the marginal side so she mostly had to go anywhere by motorbike.

"Where's that dude?" she asked aloud as she walked. If he was just trolling…

Alice facepalmed. "I didn't even think that he would troll me—Alice you're a fucking idiot!"

Angry to herself, she noticed a nearby bench with a guy sitting on the other edge.

"Excuse me."

"Sure."

Plopping herself down on the bench, she flipped out her phone and noticed the new e-mail.

From: BadassKnave
Subject: Hang Out

I'm here. You're coming, right? You're not trolling, right?

Alice clamped her mouth to stop herself from laughing. How could this boy thought of the same thing like her? Answering that she wasn't trolling, she only needed to wait for some seconds for the next answer.

He's already at the park!

But where?

"Where are you?" she growled to her phone as she typed.

"I'm at the bench!"

"Which bench? I'm on the bench too—"

"Wait—"

Alice swiftly turned to the guy beside her, who also turned to her with the same surprised stare. They pointed at each other on reflex.

"You!" they exclaimed altogether.

"…"

"…"

It wasn't an awkward silence; Alice was just checking the boy out, as well as the boy did to her. The girl then lifted up her glasses to frown at him.

"Hmm…"

"Wh-What?"

Alice raised her eyebrows. "You don't look too ugly without my glasses on."

"WHAT!"

~.X.~

Ace shut his mouth again from his aftershock. She was obviously mocking him—but not that he minded. She wasn't the prettiest either…but his mind couldn't forget when she lifted up her glasses; flashing her eyes. He had never thought such eye colors could exist…So brilliant.

"I'm Alice Liddell." She suddenly said with a nonchalant face.

"Ace Strife, nice meeting you." Ace smiled politely, his minds were racing on about what to talk after this, while wishing that the girl wouldn't stop talking just yet since he hadn't find a topic.

She probably had read his minds.

"I don't really know what to talk about. I'm on the third grade, graduating next year." Alice told him about herself a little.

"Oh, I'm on the second grade." He frowned at her and chuckled. "You're shorter than me; I wasn't expecting you to be my senior."

"Oh shut it…" the girl laughed, waving her hand. "My growth is at it optimum. Hey, I'm your senior! You have to respect me!"

Ace chuckled. "Wakarimashita, Alice-Senpai."

The girl grinned. "When does the narwhal bacon?"

Ace blinked and then laughed. "Midnight!"

Alice laughed as well. "Yappari. You're an Internet Guy! Brofist?"

Ace clamped his mouth with one hand as he brofisted the girl's fist.

"You're the Internet Girl as well." He snickered. "Favorite ERB?"

"Torn between Mitt Romney Vs Obama and Skrillex Vs Mozart." Alice shrugged and draped her arms behind her back. "You?"

"Santa Claus Vs Moses or Einstein Vs Stephen King." Ace chuckled again, his eyes never leaving the girl. "Are you a fujoshi?"

Alice twitched. "Nope. You fudanshi?"

"Probably."

"Boys." She rolled her eyes and he laughed at her response.

"Why do you mostly write reverse-harem?"

"I'm an otomegane."

"Female version of Keima Katsuragi?"

"Not that bad. I just like boys and wonder how will it feel to date every kind."

Ace raised his eyebrows. "Would you do that IRL?"

"Phhfft! Look at me!" Alice gestured her hands to herself. "The douchebag at my school even said that he wouldn't want to look at my face sucking his dick!"

Ace smirked at her blunt words laughing about herself. Was she just acting this? Did she know who he is? Did Alice Liddell know that Ace Strife in front of her was the son of a Billionaire? He wanted to test her…Was she going to whine like other girls, if…

"Hey, I'm hungry. Let's go and get some ramen at Gekko." He suddenly stood, shoving his hands into his pocket.

"Sure." Alice smiled, standing up. "How did you get here, by the way?"

"I brought my car." He shrugged. "Sorry but I don't plan to give you a ride." He smirked mockingly.

Alice raised her eyebrows. "Well, I wasn't expecting that, since I have my motorbike. I can't possibly leave it, right?" she laughed.

"…You're bringing a motorbike." Ace narrowed his eyes. Alright, that was out of his plan. He needed to test if…she was fine if he wasn't acting out like a gentleman. "Hey, sounds fun. Can you give me a ride?"

"Nope, sorry." Alice laughed lightly. "I only brought one helmet. Unless you have one with you, then sure." She shrugged.

Ace stopped smiling and just stared at the girl in front of him. Overall, she said she didn't mind. This girl was too good to be true for him.

"Bro, what are you looking at?"

Ace blinked, but kept staring at her. He didn't mind her face, her body…he didn't feel awkward and he had naturally being himself, not trying to ignore everything like he usually did.

"Are you always like this?"

"Like what?"

"Accepting stranger's invitations without doubts?" Ace asked, crossing his arms with curious look. Alice hummed, tapping her foot on the ground.

"Not really." She shrugged. "I mean at this circumstance, I can take care of myself. I was sick of my class so I ditch and I don't care if I'm a senior right now…I just need to take a great break. I feel a bit confused though, since I don't feel awkward around you." She laughed.

Ace raised his eyebrows again. "Were you always awkward around people?"

"Boys, mostly." Alice corrected. "No, actually it's more like; boys are awkward around me. Probably because I'm so weird, I'm smarter than them and they don't know what to talk to me."

"Hmm," Ace nodded. "That kinda fits my situation too. That only means I'm smarter than you 'cause I'm not awkward around you."

Alice twitched. "Fine, maybe you are smarter than me. I'm super lazy, so if you're going to prove who's smarter, and ask questions around Science and Social Class, I'd lose. I don't like to study."

"I never study too." Ace shrugged. "I only study for one minute everyday."

"…Fuck you." Ace laughed at her blunt response. She shook her head and frowned at him. "Are we going to Gekko or not?"

"I have a helmet in my car. I'm going with you." Ace snickered.

~.X.~

"You drive like an old man." Ace commented as they stopped at a red light. The girl sighed, looking up at the street lights.

"My female friends said that too. Julius said that girls usually drive fast, but I'm such an old man." Alice explained, and yawned. "I just like to enjoy the wind on my face. Probably that's why I have a terrible breakout—I never close my helmet's glass!"

Ace laughed and closed his helmet's glass, before opening it again. "That's not the case, I guess. I also have an acne breakout despite I'm going with car everyday."

The count machine was still red, around one minute until it was green. Alice hummed.

"You know, I was frantic when I accepted your invitation yesterday. So I was like; fuck me! How to get rid of these shits from my face? Then I searched YouTube like always and Wiki How To, you know?" she prepared her stance as the counter showed it was thirty seconds more. "Then I watched Bubzbeauty; we have to routinely wash our face and put on face cream. The cream will layer our face and protect it from dust and dirt."

Ace raised his eyebrows. "Yeah, but the cream can probably clog our face's pores."

"For certain brands, they do. Bubbi said Olay and some other crap—I forgot, won't clog our pores. It also depends on the facepowder; some brands can clog. Finally!" Alice exclaimed and pulled the gas as the green light strikes.

Ace was holding the back seat instead of holding the girl. Obviously, touching her was out of question; they weren't that close yet. He just smiled at the thought that he just talked about beauty treatment without feeling awkward at all.

"I'll probably drop on The Body Shop after ramen." He yelled through the wind. "I want to try out that tip from YouTube."

"Yeah, I will too! Let's see if our face changed when we meet up again, how's that?"

Ace smiled even wider at that. He could meet her again? Really?

"I'd love that!"

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