Ha. Yes u're really evil for stopping here now. Pls dont kill us with suspence nd update soon. I guess Roman would try to force an appology out of Maya

kindly update plz

Hmmmm Shaxee I hope Maya isn't going to be Roman's make believe girlfriend but I see love in the air.great work

Plaitex:
Ha. Yes u're really evil for stopping here now. Pls dont kill us with suspence nd update soon. I guess Roman would try to force an appology out of Maya

hahaha, i don't put people on suspense on my stories! Infect i do update everyday right!!

Shaxee:
hahaha, i don't put people on suspense on my stories! Infect i do update everyday right!!

Then update now pls

Crowny1:

Then update now pls

i'll update ASAP

CHAPTER FIVE
What's wrong with me?
Why do I feel like this?
I'm going crazy now
No more gas, in the red,
can't even get it
started
Nothing heard, nothing
said, can't even speak
about it
On my life, on my head,
don't wanna think
about it
Feels like I'm going
insane yeah
~"Disturbia" Rihanna
There was a look of
grim determination on
Roman's face as he
guided his car through
the town's pristine
streets, narrowly
avoiding hitting a
pedestrian on several
occasions and
dangerously ignoring
more than a few stop
signs.
"Where are we going?"
Maya demanded, her
voice managing to rise
above the thumping
music to make its way
into his ears.
Roman ignored her,
pressing his foot down
harder on the gas pedal.
The Ferrari's quiet,
powerful engine let out
a satisfying small roar
in response.
"Where are we going?"
Maya repeated, this
time sounding even
more pissed off.
Roman gripped the
steering wheel, trying
not to explode from
irritation, because in all
honesty, he had no
fucking idea. Not about
where they were going,
or why the stupid girl
was in his car in the
first place. He hadn't
expected to drag her
inside, it had just…
happened.
God, this is it, I've gone
certifiably insane, he
thought grimly. The
past week, while it had
started off promisingly
enough, had been a
disaster. How fucking
hard was it for so many
students to break one
girl?
His violet eyes
narrowed slightly as he
examined her out of the
corner of his eye. With
her delicate features,
silky straight dark hair,
and uniform that still
bore the faintest
remains of food stains
despite countless
washes, her knuckles
white from gripping
onto her seat so hard,
she looked more fragile
than the overpriced
Lalique figurines his
mother scattered all
around the house.
But if that was true,
why the hell was she
still here?
"Are you going to
answer me?"
Was she really still
talking?
"Shut up," he finally
replied crankily, though
his words were mostly
drowned out by the
music. Whatever. He
didn't care if she heard
him or not.
When the car finally
reached its destination,
Roman, who had been
driving without really
thinking about where he
was going, was
surprised to be faced
with a pair of
exceedingly familiar
wrought-iron gates. A
giant coat of arms was
engraved on it in a way
that it would be split
symmetrically when the
gates were opened.
Even though he couldn't
see it, Roman knew an
invisible scanner, part of
the Fiori mansion's
astronomically
expensive, high-tech
security system, was
taking in all the details
of the car and its
inhabitants at that very
moment. A mere ten
seconds later, the
gates opened, sliding
smoothly into the high,
thick brick wall on either
side like they had never
been there.
When he glanced at
Maya out of the corner
of his eye, he was oddly
pleased to see a
fleeting look of awe on
her face, though it was
quickly covered up.
Thankfully, she
remained silent until he
had pulled up right in
front of the imposing,
palace-like mansion. The
minute Roman fully
stopped the car, Maya
threw open the door,
burst out onto the
cobblestones, and ran
down the driveway.

***CONTINUES***
At least, that was
what would have
happened had she been
able to get the door
open. Unfortunately,
Roman's customized
Ferrari was so high-tech
and complicated Maya
couldn't quite figure it
out, which is how
Roman ended up
standing by the
passenger side with a
smirk on his face as he
watched her struggle to
get out. He had locked
the doors and made no
move to help her.
Maya glared at him
through the glass. "Let
me out, you bastard!"
Her voice was muffled
by the thick, shatter-
proof glass.
Roman's smirk grew
wider. He leaned against
the side of the car so
he was looking at her
profile. "I'm sorry, what
did you say?" he
drawled, crossing his
arms over his chest and
thoroughly enjoying her
discomfort.
"Let me OUT!"
He yawned, staring up
at the sky. "Still don't
know what you're
saying," he declared
loudly.
Maya's full lips thinned.
She sat up straighter,
narrowing her eyes, and
drew in a deep breath.
"I SAID LET ME OUT YOU
GOOD-FOR-NOTHING
SCUM OF THE EARTH!"
she screamed so loud it
would've shattered any
regular glass ten times
over. She punctuated
her furious statement
with an equally furious
pounding on the
window.
An angry hiss escaped
Roman's lips, her insult
finally setting off his
temper's already short
fuse. He violently
yanked open the door,
surprising the girl inside
and causing her to
nearly tumble on the
ground.
To her credit, Maya
stumbled only a bit
before straightening up
and brushing off her
skirt. Sparks of fire
were practically flying
out of her eyes as she
glared at him.
Roman glared back.
What the Bleep did she
have to be angry about?
He hadn't been the one
insulting her in front of
her own house!
"Drive me home right
now!"
Roman's jaw nearly
dropped at her
astonishing demand. No
one talked to him like
that! Where was the
groveling, the simpering,
the fear? This was
unacceptable!"
"Do I look like your
goddamned chauffeur?"
he ground out, his voice
low and dangerous.
She tilted her chin up
stubbornly. "Since you
apparently like driving
me around so much, I
would say yes, you
rather do."
Her haughty tone of
voice made Roman's
blood boil until he was
afraid he would explode.
"God, you're a bitch!"
"Bitch. How original. Is
that the best you can
come up with?"
Roman's hands clenched
into fists before he
raised one arm, causing
Maya to flinch.
He noted this with
smug satisfaction.
Though he would never
hit a girl, it gave him
immense pleasure to
see her squirm. Gripping
one of her arms, he
dragged her toward the
front entrance without
a word.
"Let me go! What are
you doing?" Maya
struggled to escape his
grasp, but it was like an
iron shackle on her
forearm.
Roman stormed into
the foyer, dragging the
unwilling girl behind him
and tuning out her inane
babble, even as he tried
to ignore how soft and
smooth her skin felt.
Suddenly, he froze,
causing Maya to slam
into his back. He barely
noticed. Soft and
smooth…? Where the
hell had that thought
come from?
Shaking his head
slightly, Roman set his
jaw and resumed his
trek through the house.
He need to get rid of
this girl somehow, and
fast. She was driving
him crazier than he'd
ever thought he could
be.
*************
"Eat."
I stared suspiciously at
the admittedly
delicious-looking slice of
chocolate cake in front
of me but made no
move to touch it.

What is Roman up to?
Thanks for the update

Crowny1:
What is Roman up to?
Thanks for the update

i can't help but wonder too. Nice story you got here Shaxee and the suspense is breathtakingly wonderful. Pls update more tonight. Thanks for the update though.

SusannaJohnson:


i can't help but wonder too. Nice story you got here Shaxee and the suspense is breathtakingly wonderful. Pls update more tonight. Thanks for the update though.

i don't put people on suspense!! I'll update tomorrow morning! Or this night!

***CONTINUES***
No," I said, rather
stubbornly. I knew I
was being difficult, but
can you blame me? The
spawn of Satan decided
to kidnap me after
school, bring me to his
house, mock me, and he
was now…feeding me
chocolate cake? Hmmm,
now which one of those
does not fit in with the
others?
Roman narrowed his
eyes at me from across
the tile counter. "It's
not poisoned, you
know."
I sniffed disbelievingly. I
had no way of knowing
whether or not it really
was poisoned—I
wouldn't put it past
him. Besides, even if it
wasn't, I in no way
wanted to ingest
something that was
even remotely
associated with the
name Fiori.
"Why don't you just cut
to the chase and explain
to me why I'm here," I
snapped, shifting on the
stool I was currently
perched on. A part of
me was aware how
ridiculous this scene
was, me and Roman
Fiori, chatting over cake
in his obscenely huge
kitchen. Well, we
weren't really chatting,
but you get the idea.
"If you're not going to
eat the cake, then I
will," Roman said,
ignoring my request.
Without waiting for an
answer, he slid the
plate back over to his
side and spooned a
creamy chocolate chunk
into his mouth.
I swallowed as my
mouth involuntarily
watered. Damn it…To
make matters worse,
my stomach chose just
that moment to let out
a loud, hungry growl,
reminding me all I had
to eat today was a
sandwich and some
water.
Roman smirked, but
didn't offer me the cake
again. Bastard.
Not that I would've
changed my mind and
accepted the offer, of
course.
I glared at him. "I know
you have an ulterior
motive for bringing me
here, so you might as
well just spit it out." My
fingers tightened on the
edge of the table. "Did
you have a mob waiting
to finish me off once
and for all, is that it?"
"Please," Roman
scoffed. "Like I need a
mob to finish you off."
"Right. So it's not like
your twisted plan to run
me out of school hadn't
failed or anything," I
retorted sweetly. I
almost flinched when
the words left my
mouth. I was playing
with fire here, but I
couldn't help it. There
was something about
him that just makes
me blurt things out
without thinking.
Roman's suspiciously
(and unusually) calm
demeanor cracked a bit
and I could see anger
flare up in that chiseled
face of his again.
Such a shame, really,
that someone so good-
looking could be such a
monster…
Wait, what the heck?
Why was I even
thinking that? I should
not be focusing on his
looks right now! One of
his mindless groupies, I
most certainly am not.
"The game isn't over
yet," he snarled, before
getting a hold of
himself. Calming down
once again, he eyed me
speculatively. "But since
you want to know so
bad, I brought you here
to offer you a means of
surrender."
"A means of
surrender…" I repeated
slowly. This was going
to be good.
"Yes." Roman
straightened up and
studied me the way a
lab assistant would
study a research
subject under a
telescope. "If you
surrender and publicly
apologize for the rude
way you spoke to me
at the party, promising
to stay out of my way
and never cross me
again, I will see to it
that all the…
inconveniences you've
been experiencing lately
will cease."
"Inconveniences."
"Yes. As long as you
agree to the terms I
just stated."
"The terms you just
stated."
Roman shot me an
exasperated look. "Did a
parrot fly in here while I
wasn't looking and take
over brain?" he growled,
his temper back in full
force.

***CONTINUES***
I smiled sweetly. "Of
course not," I cooed,
feeling a flash of
satisfaction at the
surprise that leapt up in
his eyes at my tone of
voice. "Don't be silly." I
stepped closer. "Well, I
have to admit your
offer is so generous
there's only one thing I
can say…Bleep YOU,
ASSHOLE!" I shouted at
the top of my lungs,
nearly shaking from the
intensity of the fury I
felt inside. I emphasized
my statement with a
loud slap across his
face. I swear the sound
echoed in the huge
room.
I only had a moment to
revel in the absolute
shock that crossed his
face—now marred by a
bright red handprint on
his left cheek—before I
regained my senses,
took advantage of his
temporary immobility,
and hauled ass out of
there.
****************
She had slapped him.
Slapped him. Him.
Roman Fiori. Sole heir to
a fortune so vast it
probably couldn't even
be translated into hard
cash because there
weren't enough hundred
dollar bills in existence.
The leader of the
Scions. Ranked as the #
1 billionaire heir under
the age of 25 by a
leading global business
magazine. The most
powerful person in
Valesca.
Roman gritted his teeth
as he reached up to
touch his cheek. It had
been hours since Maya
had left him standing
there in the kitchen, too
stunned to even move,
and when he did, his
mother had returned
from the salon, though
she seemed to not
have seen Maya while
she escaping.
He could almost still feel
the sting of her slap.
What shocked him even
more than the act
itself, though, was the
mixture of emotions
that had been plaguing
him since the incident.
Sure, he was furious,
but he was also
confused. After all, his
offer really had been
exceptionally generous;
for any other person,
Roman would've gone
to all lengths to make
sure they would never
want to step foot in
Valesca again. The
emotions that worried
him most, though, were
that of reluctant
admiration and
something else he
couldn't quite name, but
was sure he didn't like.
Letting out a frustrated
sigh, Roman stared up
at the ceiling of his
bedroom, trying to
calculate his next move.
However, the only thing
his mind could focus on
was Maya slapping him
across the face. Maya
trudging home from
school before he'd
brought her here. Maya
getting harassed by the
other students. Maya
yelling at him at that
party.
The events of the last
week sped through his
mind like a tape on
repeat rewind, flying by
faster and faster until
he felt like his head was
about to explode.
"Agh!" Bolting upright,
he flung his pillow
across the room, where
it hit the wall with a dull
thud before sliding to
the floor.
Unfortunately, the
pillow-throwing did
nothing to alleviate his
inner turmoil.
Roman scowled. "Stupid,
stupid girl…" he
muttered under his
breath. "Stupid Adriana.
Stupid Stan Hoffman…if
he hadn't thrown that
party, none of this
would have happened…"
He was quite aware of
how ridiculous he
sounded, but no one
else was here, so who
gave a Bleep?
However, despite
himself, Roman couldn't
help but possess a
burning curiosity about
Maya. He hadn't
bothered to really learn
much about her, but
now, for some reason,
he wanted to know
more. How did this girl,
who had managed to
slip past not just his
but all of his friends'
radars for so long,
manage to withstand
what had broken so
many others in the
past? Her resilience
both frustrated and
intrigued him.
He hadn't been in this
much emotional turmoil
since…well, ever. He
really needed to get the
damn girl off his mind,
though he had a
sneaking suspicion it
would not be easy.
Roman narrowed his
eyes as he went over
his possible courses of
action. But first…
He grabbed his iPhone
from the nightstand
and scrolled through his
phonebook till he came
upon the right number.
The phone rang only
once before a gruff
male voice picked up.

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***CONTINUES***
It's me," Roman said,
not bothering with
niceties as he slid off
his bed and walked over
to the dresser mirror.
He stared at his
reflection. Was it just
his imagination, or was
there still the slightest
hint of pink on his
cheek? "Listen, I need
you to find out some
information for me…"
****************
He didn't seem to be
coming after me. I
glanced cautiously over
my shoulder, but I didn't
see a Ferrari attempting
to run me over, and it
had already been
fifteen minutes. Even
though Roman was
probably scheming up
another plan to make
my life more of a hell
than it already was, at
least he wasn't chasing
me down. I'm not slow
or anything, but I can't
outrun an Italian sports
car. Hell, even Usain Bolt
can't outrun that Ferrari.
With a sigh, I trudged
down the sidewalk,
though I was unable to
stop myself from
gawking at the
glimpses of huge
mansions hidden by
thick, lush shrubbery
and tall iron gates. I
was willing to bet none
of them could rival the
Fioris' massive estate.
Though it housed the
devil himself in that
opulent interior, it had
all the trappings of a
paradise on earth. When
Roman had pulled inside
the gates, it was all I
could do not to gasp out
loud at the sheer luxury
of it all. The main house
itself could put
Versailles to shame.
I shook my head
slightly. To think there
were people starving
out there while
arrogant twits who
were lucky enough to
be born with a silver
spoon in their mouths
frolicked in their
mansions and flew
private jets to
ridiculously expensive
locales where they did
the exact same things
they do here—shop,
party, and turn their
noses up at those less
fortunate than
themselves—made me
slightly sick.
Something rustled in a
nearby bush, and I
jumped nearly ten feet
in the air. I stared at
the bush warily until a
furry brown squirrel
hopped out, bushy tail
sticking straight up. It
stopped and stared at
me for a second before
scuttling up the trunk
of a nearby tree.
I let out the breath I
had been holding and
laughed. God, I was
paranoid, but it was
getting dark, and I had
never been to this area
before. I wasn't even
sure how to get home.
My smile morphed into a
grimace as I stared
forlornly at my broken
phone. I'd tried to put it
back together after
leaving the Fiori
residence, but it just
didn't work. Valesca
was as safe a town
could possibly be, but
that didn't mean I
wanted to get lost at
night. Besides, my mom
would flip.
Having resolved to
phone home at the
nearest pay phone, I
had just resumed
walking when I saw a
car coming my way
from down the
otherwise empty road. I
immediately stiffened.
The black Range Rover
looked awfully familiar.
It slowed to a stop
next to me, and the
windows lowered to
reveal the handsome
face of Carlo Tevasco.
I let out a groan. Are
you freaking kidding
me? Was today Harass
Maya With Your Cars
day?
"Hey."
I eyed him suspiciously.
"Hi…"
"What are you doing
here?" His voice was
surprisingly low and
gentle for someone
who could probably beat
the Rock up in two
minutes flat. Carlo's
eyes, dark as the night,
bore into mine.
"Walking," I answered
blithely.
He raised his eyebrows.
"I can see that." Then
his eyes narrowed
slightly. "Don't tell me
you just came from
Roman's house."
I didn't say anything.
Carlo laughed softly, his
expression one of
amusement and
something else I
couldn't place.
"Are you planning to
walk all the way
home?"
"Yes." I tilted my chin
up. "It's good exercise."

***CONTINUES***
And a good way to get
killed."
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah,
the probability of me
getting bludgeoned to
death with a designer
stiletto is pretty high at
this time, given my
current social status." I
pursed my lips.
"Shouldn't you be yelling
insults at me right
now? After all, I did
offend your good buddy
Roman." My voice
dripped with sarcasm.
Carlo shrugged his broad
shoulders. "It's not like
he didn't deserve it." His
mouth quirked up into a
smile at my shocked
expression. "Don't look
so surprised. He's my
friend, which means I'm
well aware of both his
strengths and
weaknesses."
"Strengths?" I snorted.
"I wasn't aware he had
any."
"Yeah, well, I guess it's
all relative," Carlo said
rather amiably.
I cocked my head to
one side as I studied
him. Now that I looked
more closely, he really
wasn't as intimidating-
looking as I'd once
thought, unless you
count the fact he was
intimidatingly good-
looking. His thick, wavy
black hair just reached
the top of his collar,
framing a strong,
masculine face with
thick dark brows set
above fathomless
ebony eyes, chiseled
cheekbones, and
smooth olive skin.
Despite the
overwhelming
masculinity of his
appearance though,
there was a touch of
vulnerability that I
couldn't quite put my
finger on, which
softened his entire look
in the best way
possible.
"Are you done staring
at me?" Carlo's tone
was wry.
I flushed. "I wasn't
staring at you," I lied
crossly.
"Right." He shot me a
skeptical look but didn't
say anything else.
Instead, he looked me
over, and with a sigh,
said, "I'm taking you
home."
"No you're not," I replied
almost involuntarily. I
couldn't help it—it was
a knee-jerk response.
Part of me still couldn't
quite believe I was
having a civil
conversation with a
Scion. I was half-
convinced I was going
to wake up in my bed
any minute now.
Carlo draped one arm
over the open window
and eyed me. "I don't
usually do charity cases,
but you've been through
more than enough
already. I really don't
want to hear about you
getting kidnapped or
raped on the news."
"What are the chances
of that happening?" I
demanded, bristling a
bit at the term 'charity
case.' I was nobody's
charity case.
Nevertheless, a shiver
of unease went down
my spine. Call me
superstitious, but now I
was a little afraid
something was going to
happen just because I
voiced my opinion that
it wouldn't.
Carlo shrugged. "You
never know. Valesca's
pretty safe, but it's
dark, you're a pretty girl
walking alone, and
there's some crazy
people out there." As if
to punctuate his point,
a dog howled
somewhere in the
background, the sound
echoing eerily in the
otherwise silent
neighborhood.
I nearly shot into the
passenger seat. "Fine, I
give in," I said, buckling
my seatbelt. "You can
take me home."
He looked at me
incredulously. "Only you
would be able to make
it sound like you're doing
me a favor," he
chortled, making a
sharp U-turn that
threw me against the
passenger door.
"Ow," I complained.
"The reason I got in
was so I wouldn't get
killed, you know."
"Sorry. So where do you
live?"
I gave him my address,
and we settled into a
comfortable silence as
he navigated the
pristine streets.
As I stared out the
window at the passing
scenery, I was
surprised that I really
was comfortable. I had
never spoken to Carlo
Tevasco in my life
before today, and I'd
never had any desire to,
but my vibes about
people were generally
pretty accurate. I could
tell Carlo had been
genuine the entire time
we'd been talking, and
he was a lot nicer than I
thought any Scion could
be. Plus, he had a sense
of humor, which was
always a plus.

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Me too,still classy all the way.More grace and wisdom to Shaxee.

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Fareedha:
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Fareedha:
I've always seen d topic bh kept scrolling past it.decided to give it a try and now I'm stuck here.. loving this.pls keep it flowing

thanks dear!!

amiablejudy:
Me too,still classy all the way.More grace and wisdom to Shaxee.

thanks dear

***CONTINUES***
So, were you on your
way to visit…him?" I
asked, trying to utter
the devil's name as few
times as possible.
"No, I live there."
"Oh." I blinked. "That
makes sense." Perfect
sense. The area where
Roman and Carlo lived
was the most
expensive part of town.
Of course the Scions
lived there.
"What type of music do
you listen to?" Carlo
fiddled with the radio.
"Any kind, except for
country." I wrinkled my
nose a little. "There are
very few country songs
I like."
"So which ones do you
like?" He sounded
curious.
I shifted in my seat.
"Um…some Taylor Swift
and Carrie Underwood
songs," I mumbled.
Carlo laughed. "Never
figured you to be the
type of girl who listened
to Taylor Swift."
I arched one eyebrow.
"Meaning?"
"I got the impression
you were one tough
cookie. I expected you
to say heavy metal or
rock."
I rolled my eyes. "Way
to stereotype. Besides,
do I look like a rocker to
you?"
He shrugged.
"Sometimes
stereotypes make
things a lot easier." His
voice was wistful.
I was about to ask him
what he meant when
he abruptly changed the
subject. "You're pretty
interesting. How did you
manage to stay under
the radar so long?"
"Thanks…I think," I
answered wryly. Feeling
compelled to say
something nice back, I
added, "You're not as
surly as I thought you
were."
Another smile softened
his face even more.
"Thanks…I think." His
tone matched mine.
"I'm actually a very nice
guy. Most people don't
know that."
"Well, you give them
good enough reasons to
think you're anything
but," I pointed out.
"Look at who you hang
out with."
"My friends are good
guys. Yes, even Roman,"
he added at the look on
my face. "In their own
ways. But—" He
abruptly stopped.
"But?" I prompted. I had
long stopped talking to
Carlo as a Scion and
more as one of the only
people who'd been
remotely friendly to me
in the past week.
"Nothing," he muttered,
staring at the road
straight ahead. "I
already said too much."
Too much? He'd barely
said anything past the
superficial. Guys are just
weird, I reflected. Still,
the mood in the car
was comforting, and I
could feel myself
sinking against the
plush leather seat,
some of the tension
knots in my shoulders
relaxing a little.
"Besides, you didn't
answer my question."
"What question?"
Carlo stopped at a red
light, and he turned to
face me, the streetlight
casting a faint crimson
glow over his sculpted
features. "How'd you
manage to stay under
the radar for so long?"
I shrugged. "Lots of
practice and
determination. Last
thing I needed was to
be thrust into the
spotlight here."
"Most people live for the
spotlight."
Like you and your
friends, I wanted to
say, but didn't. "Not me.
It's too troublesome."
My mouth thinned. "As
I've learned all too well
the past week."
The light turned green,
and Carlo pressed on
the gas, bypassing the
particularly slow Lexus
in front of us. He was
silent for a while. "I feel
like I should apologize
for that."
I let out a sigh. "It's not
really your fault." I
couldn't believe these
words were coming out
of my mouth, but I
meant them. Carlo had
never personally hurt
me, physically or
otherwise, in any way.
The only people I blame
are the Valesca
lemmings and of
course, Roman Fiori.

***CONTINUES***
Not directly. But
indirectly…" He paused,
then seemed to shut
down again. "Of course,
I make it a point not to
interfere with Roman's
affairs." He pulled up in
front of my house. I
could see my mom
pacing nervously in the
living room window, and
I winced. I was going to
get a verbal beating for
sure.
"Thanks for giving me a
ride. I really appreciate
it," I said, opening the
door.
Carlo gazed at my
house, taking in the
small but tidy lawn, the
red stucco roof, and the
well-kept if modestly
priced Toyota in the
driveway. "How many
people live in this
house?"
"Just my parents and
myself." I frowned.
"Why?"
"You can fit three
people in there?" He
sounded shocked.
I let out a huff. Here I
was, thinking he was
actually pretty down-
to-earth, and he had to
go say something like
that. "Of course it can,"
I said crossly. "We're
more than
comfortable."
"If you say so." He
sounded unconvinced,
but as he looked at me,
a faint glimmer of that
strange, unidentifiable
look I saw earlier crept
back into his eyes. "Well,
it's certainly been an
eye-opening night."
"I suppose." I was
lingering, I knew, but I
wasn't eager to go
inside. Mainly it was
because I didn't want
my mom yelling at me,
but I was also
surprisingly
disappointed to be
saying goodbye to Carlo.
I was almost certain
our sort-of bonding
time was a one-time
experience. "Well, good
night."
Carlo gave me a faint
smile. "Good night." With
that, he pulled out of
the driveway and sped
off.
Apparently, he really
had been driving a lot
more cautiously with
me in the passenger
seat.
I stood in the driveway
for a moment, mulling
over the day's strange
events. Though my life
had certainly become
much more
troublesome, no one
would argue it was far
from boring.
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Finally updated!
Sorry it took so long
but I couldn't edit it
while I was on
vacation..
So what did you guys
think? Hope the
kidnapping thing
wasn't too anti-
climactic...I had a
different scene
earlier but erased it
since it seemed a bit
rushed. Anyone have
a favorite Scion yet?
Haha.
Anyway, thanks so
much to everyone
who commented

Shaxee:
Anyone have
a favorite Scion yet?
Haha.
Anyway, thanks so
much to everyone
who commented

yeah,u'l get t knw hu as tym goes on,buh bro,iz dz chikere meshack shaxee?