In the past week, unless we locked the door, some of the girls in the building would just walk right on in to ask for stuff. It was fine most of the time. Most of the time but not all the time.
Knocking was something new, and seemed so foreign to both of us. Going to the door, I open it up to find Adrian standing there. Several of the girls on our floor are also there. They are all staring at him, giggling, and looking ready to eat him up.
“I hope you don’t mind me coming to your door.”
“Keep him, Skylar,” Claire says. “Any guy who is willing to come into our dorm and knock is a keeper in my book.” She rests her arm on my shoulder and smiles. “Hi, I’m Claire, the awesome roommate.”
“Pleasure.”
“And he has tats. Do you want him? If not, I’ll take him.”
Adrian laughs and lifts up his shirt to show off more of his ink. Claire squeals, and I move her out of the way. “Don’t stay up.”
“Oh, I will. Believe me, I’ll be staying up for all of the yummy dirty details. Girl, you’ve got it bad.”
I close the door on her rant and smile at him. “So, where are we going?”
“Somewhere.” He takes my hand.
“I can’t believe you risked coming in here. A lot of guys would have run in the opposite direction when they saw all the girls.”
“Girls don’t scare me, and besides, I asked you out.”
We leave the dorm, and I pause when I see a motorcycle. No car, or bicycle. No, this was a bike, a real one as well.
“You own a bike?”
“Yeah. You ever been on one?”
I laugh. “Did you see Holden and Alex? They wouldn’t let me ride on a motorbike.” I’m giddy. Honestly, I don’t even recognize myself right now. I’m so excited.
“I’ve got a couple of rules.” He grabs a helmet, and I groan.
“Seriously? You’re going to make me wear a helmet.”
“How about we make a deal?”
I fold my arms across my chest, glaring at him. “I thought you were supposed to be cool.”
“I am cool. I’m more than willing to take you out, babe. First, we have to set out some ground rules.”
“Fine. What are your rules?” The start of our little date, if it could even be called that, is not going well. I’m wondering if I should just stay in and study. It would be fun. Claire’s fun to be around.
“You’ve never been on a bike before, and the first time, I want you to wear the helmet, babe. Next time, if you behave, we’ll take it off. Deal?”
“You promise?”
“You want me to pinky swear?”
“Yeah, I do.”
He holds out his little pinky, and I take it, feeling like a big kid all over again. “There, pinky swear.”
Taking the helmet from him, I dump it onto my head, feeling like a big kid. “I look ridiculous, right?”
“No, you look cute.” He takes the strap and secures it underneath my chin.
“This is not being a rebel, Adrian.”