You can fake a relationship and not fall in love.

Right?

Aurora

''I'm thinking tuxedos, dresses, pianos, maybe even candles... Erin look up!'' Rachel yelped as I looked under my feet.

''One sec. I need to figure out which is the accelerator and which  is the brake.''

''Erin! You need to look up,'' She warned, and I glanced at her to see why she was yelling at me when we were in the same car. She was staring at the road and had a terrified look.

''Gosh, what is all the fuss about Rach? I told you I need to figure out how to stop this car. Now, do you put your right or left foot on the brakes?''

She didn't look up at me, instead kept her eyes on the road and began screaming louder. Covering my ears, I sat up and looked at the road, only to realize I was about two inches from crashing into a very  expensive car.

''Look out!'' We both scream. Then I heard a crash and covered my eyes immediately.

I breathed deeply. Everything was black and I could only hear shouting.

So this is what death is like?

I tried to accept that. Sure I was extremely sorry about whoever's car I  had crashed into, but it was n-

''Open your eyes and go apologize Erin!'' I heard someone yell and I quickly opened my eyes. I looked  around and saw it  was only an annoyed Rachel.

''So... we're not dead?''

She rolled her eyes. '' What? No, you idiot. You crashed into that guy's car and he looks pretty pissed.'' She explained, pointing to the car ahead of us. I finally looked up from my seat, realizing I was indeed not dead, as I  stared out the window.

Rachel was right. A man was standing in front of what looked like a car, which had an enormous dent on the side. ''You're car didn't get messed up?'' I asked Rachel, unbuckling my seat belt.

''It happened like a minute ago, Erin. You were right here. We were literally in the same car. How the hell would I know if it's damaged? ''

Nodding, I check our surroundings again, trying to process what happened. ''So, I was driving, accidentally crashed into his car, and now we're sitting in the middle of the road?''

''And who's fault is that?'' She asks angrily. ''You need to get out, check if you fucked up my car, and go see the damage you made on his car,'' Rachel demands and sits back in her seat.

''Do you think I did a lot of damage to his car?''

''No, Erin. You only crashed it. ''

I get out of her car and check all over. The front could use some repainting and had a tiny scratch on the side door, but everything else looked pretty decent.

I went on Rachel's side and gestured for her to pull the window down. '' I don't want to go over there alone.'' I started. It would take a miracle for Rachel to do a favor for me. ''I don't know if he's going to be mad or something. So, I was thinking...'' I trail off, deciding she had already understood what I was getting at.

''Fine, but you owe me.'' She replies and opens the door.

Don't I always.

''Thanks, Rach.'' I said, as we walked up to the man.

Rachel stood in front of me as she began talking. ''Hello, sir. My sister is very sorry for what just happened.''

He was still inspecting the dent as he answered, ''It's all right.''

Rachel and I glanced at each other, surprised.

''It's all right? ''

''Yes. Accidents happen. I would just like to see which one of you did this.''

Rachel smiled evilly, as she did when we were younger whenever she thought I was in trouble. Stepping back, she let me speak. ''I did.''

He lifted his head, after rubbing the dent a little, and stared at me. ''You're the one who did this?'' He asked, pointing to the dent.

''Sorry, I'm not a good driver,'' I answered, biting the inside of my cheek.

''I noticed.'' He mumbles, turning back towards his car.

He had an unusual appearance. Well, it was unusual where we lived. The man was a ginger.  From far away it would appear to look black but up close you would be able to see his natural hair color. His hair wasn't very long, more like medium length. It stopped at his neck but was pushed back, only showing small pieces in front of his face. What surprised me the most was his jade green eyes. I hadn't seen  anything more unique and beautiful.

He then walked to his car door. We stared at him surprised as he got in and drove off.  Obviously the dent wasn't as bad as we thought, because he drove as fast as he had before, as if nothing had happened.

After standing there for a while, Rachel rolls her eyes and begins walking back to the car. ''Get in. We can get the supplies tomorrow. ''

''Gladly'' I reply, rushing to the passenger seat and buckling my seat belt.

Thankfully my apartment is close by so we end up getting home in less than five minutes.

As we walked up the stairs Rachel began talking, '' I feel like I've met him before.''

''Which one is it now? Did you see him in your dream? I thought you were only into blondes. '' I responded, unlocking the door.

''That was hilarious. I am dying from laughter.'' She responds, sarcastically when we walk in.

I hang my keys on the hook and throw my coat on the couch. Rachel follows.

We both flop on the couch exhaustingly. We had been out all day looking for things for a party she was throwing at her job. I had only agreed because she promised me a solid eighty dollars. On top of that, she was also paying me for the  birthday party she was having for her son.

''Then what do you mean? '' I ask,  then  turn the TV on.

''I've seen him on TV. I think he's an engineer or something like that. He works with cars though.''

I didn't know what or who she was talking about, so I decided not to answer. She was going to believe she was right either way.

''I have to go to work tomorrow, so I'm going to bed Rach.'' I yawn and get up.

''Well, I am certainly not staying in this dump. '' Rachel groans and begins grabbing her coat and keys as she walks to the door.

''I never asked you to stay. '' I respond and walk into my room.

"I'll be back tomorrow." She says, disregarding what she had just said and walks out.