"Do you need a ride?" Josh asks concerned.

"Uh. Yeah, I live about 15 minutes away, by car." I say scratching the back of my neck.

"Follow me." Josh says walking out of the room, me following not far behind. He brings me into his garage, and I watch as he gets out a one seated bike.

Josh gets on the bike and looks at me. "Are you coming?" He says gesturing to the rack on his bike.

"Where am I supposed to sit?" I say putting my hands on my hips.

"Have you never sat on someone's rack befo-" He chuckles a bit and looks back at me.

"That sound dirty." He says scrunching up his face.

"No, actually I haven't" I say as his face returns to normal.

"Well than just sit on it." He starts to chuckle again. I walk over to the bike and get on. Josh raises his head arrogantly.

"What?" I say rolling my eyes.

"I heard that."

"You heard what?"

"Your eyes rolling."

"Yeah, but why aren't we moving?"

"You're not holding on." He said finally turning around.

"To what." I said getting very annoyed.

"Me." He says it mater of fact-ly.

"Fine." I say, reluctantly wrapping my arms around his waste.

Once we get to my house I get off the bike and wave goodbye to Josh. I walk into the house to see my mom sitting at the dining room table.

"Where the hell have you been!" She says stomping over to me. She she raises her open hand I wince in anticipation. 

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wow talk about a short chapter!

I'm on a train going back to my homeland
8 hour trip 7 to go