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3. The Ride

I walked out of Gym, completely humiliated. Sports wasn't my thing, I couldn't even walk across a flat surface without finding something to trip on. Within an hour I had managed to hit myself, my partner and the teacher with the Badminton racket. I ran into my partner sending him across the court and I tripped up on my way to the changing rooms taking some innocent girl down with me. I stood in the parking lot, waiting on Jackson. I really don't know why my dad insisted I went to this school while Jackson went to another one just because his friend went there. I couldn't wait to get my license. I had been begging for my dad to let me take it, but he said no. Insisting I caught up on my school work first.

"Do you want a ride?" I turned around, knowing they weren't talking to me. But he was, he approached me and smiled.

"It's ok. My brothers coming, I hope." I really did. It was the sort of thing Jackson would do, leave me outside my school.

"Come on. I'll drop you off." He said extending his hand out.

"Well .. " He pushed his hand further. "Okay." I said, he grabbed my hand and lead me to his car. My heart done cartwheels, the blood flowing ten times faster than usual. He opened the passenger seat door and I could see Lily standing speechless by Olivers car watching him place me inside his car.

"Where about do you live?" He asked and he got into the car. I told him the street name and he just looked at me.

"What?" I was really confused, did I say it right?

"Thats my street. Did you move into number 52?"

"Yeah." Yes! He lived in the same street as me.

"I live right across the road from you." He seemed just as pleased as me. The rest of the car journey he asked me about my favourite films and movies. He stopped the car and I realised we were already back.

"Can I pick you up tomorrow?" He asked as I was about to open the door.

"Yeah, but what about your brothers?"

"They'll take their own cars, or I'll make them." He grinned. "See you tomorrow."

"Yeah, see you tomorrow. " I got out the car, not sure if I would be able to make it up to my front door. My knees were weak, my legs felt like jelly, my head was spinning. Pull yourself together Miley! What was happening to me? I have never felt this way about a girl, this was more than a crush. I had had crushes before, but I had never felt like this.

"Hey bud. Where's Jackson?" My dad asked as I walked through the front door without my older brother.

"Oh well." But before I got to answer Jackson walked through the door.

"There you are. Where have you been? I was waiting for you at that school." He hissed at me.

"Well Nick offered me a lift when he saw me waiting on you and .. " But I didn't get to finish because my super obsessive dad stopped me.

"Who's Nick?" He stared at me with those hard eyes, my daddy was gone.

"This boy from the Biology class and he lives across the road and he saw Jackson hadn't turned up so he offered me a ride."

"Is he nice looking?" I had four eyes on me, waiting for answers.

"Well .. " I didn't want to answer that. I couldn't lie to my dad but I couldn't say he was nice looking. My dad would become obsessive, making sure he wasn't hurting me.

"He is, isn't he?"

"Yes but he isn't like that. He doesn't really date and I don't think he likes me that way." That was a lie. Everyone was saying that he did like me, but not to my face. But I heard them.

"Oh, ok." He turned around, continuing to make dinner. "It was just a one off."

"Well .. he offered to take me to school tomorrow and I said ok. It saves you and Jackson giving me a ride." And that was the end of that conversation. During dinner we all ate in silence. Scared to talk incase he was mentioned. The phone went just as we finished it was Lily. I already knew why she had phoned before I had even said hey.

"Hey Lily, whats up?" I said, trying to sound casual.

"Don't whats up me. You know whats up. So tell me all about it."

"Tomorrow?" I pressed, hoping she catched on that I didn't want to talk about it. Or couldn't with my dad in the room.

"Yeah, dad in the room?" She laughed.

"Yeah, see you tomorrow." I said hanging up. My dad just looked at me, not saying a word but I knew he wanted to. I went to bed early that night, only one thing on my mind. That was the first night I dreamt of Nick Gray.