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~~He pulled my arm and dragged me out of the school.
Several thoughts ran through my mind.
What was he going to do? Where was he taking me?
He finally released his grip on me and stopped right in front of his motorbike.
"You ready for an adventure?"
I gulped.
All that big talk about being his friend and not being terrified was really out the window and beyond now.
I couldn't let him think I was scared.
Man up Florence.
"Yep!" I say in my most cheery voice.
I had the feeling he saw through me.
He hopped on and chucked me the helmet.
The only helmet.
"What about you?"
He shrugged, "I never wear one."
"You know that's dangerous." I replied genuinely worried.
"That's the beauty of it." He then patted on the space behind him.
I had never rode on motorbike before. I wasn't scared. The opposite really. I heard that riding a motorbike was really thrilling and you could feel the adrenaline rush through your system.
I hopped on.
"Where are going?"
He took my arms and put them around his waist. "You might wanna hold on tight."
Without a second later, he took off.
I felt the adrenaline zoom through my body like lightning. It was crazy like an indescribable feeling, a good one though. The night summer breeze was another plus. I felt so free as if there was no care in the world.
I snug in a little closer resting my head on his broad back. He smelt of morning mint and cigarettes.
He suddenly stopped.
The drive wasn't long but it was sweet.
"Hop off Lee."
Out of embarrassment, I quickly unfold my arms around his waist and got off standing awkwardly to the side of the bike.
Where were we?
I walk around taking in the scenery. We were on the side of the road next to a row of abandoned shops. There was honestly nothing here except trees and dirt. Opposite the road was a big purple building with the sign "Heaven's Place" engraved on the building. What was in there?
It seemed to be active as roars of laughter echoed to where we were. There also seemed to be a few drunkheads at the entry of the building.
"Where are we Blade?" I asked, a little shaken up by the people outside the building.
He took my hand, "Don't look at them, just follow me."
He guided me across the road and it seemed we were going to the place I had no intention of going.
I holt, unable to move.
"Blade, I really don't wanna go." I whispered tugging on his jacket.
"You want to know more about me don't you?" He sneered.
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Blade
Teen FictionThey called him Blade. Rumours said he was part of the mafia and could beat up 5 people in 5 minutes flat. Of course, no one really knew him. So I plan to find out the truth. ---- There is no self harm or cutting or anything!! The title is simply...