Punk Rock Romance

I was riding the bus to school, when some of the kids on it started giving me problems. I didn’t like them, so I just punched one in the face. His nose started bleeding, and he muttered that he was going to get his brother, a jock, on me for that. He started riling the whole bus up against me, getting them ready to jump me. Figuring it safer to walk, I got off the bus at the next stop.1

It was near Maria Heurta’s house. I said hi to her, and we talked, and then I told her I didn’t have a ride there, but her mom said that she couldn’t give me a ride, because the car was full. She said she would call some friends of hers to pick me up and take me to school. Ms. Heurta drove off, and I was left alone. I was putting some make-up on, when soon enough, a tight looking white SUV pulled up, packed full of hot guys. I found out they were the ones we were getting a ride with. There was a guy with brown hair, kinda curly, in the passenger’s seat, the driver had kinda short spiked dirty blonde hair, and then the hottest guys were in the back. There was a guy with black hair that fell about to his shoulders (he had on a normal black shirt and jeans), a guy with black hair to his chin, half of which was dyed red (dressed in a black tee and baggy black pants), and the last had black hair that was in kinda long spikes, and was dressed in a black shirt and kinda tight black jeans complete with a chain or two. We talked the whole ride, and when they dropped me off at school, some of the upper grade jocks tried to jump me, because of the problem on the bus. The blonde and the guy with the chains stepped out of the car, and we totally fucked with the jocks. The guys threatened to kick their asses if they touched me.2

I went to school, and looking down at my outfit, skintight jeans, and my purplish red Bebe tube over a white undershirt, I sighed. I didn’t look my best, but I probably looked good. I went through school, dreaming about the guy I’d sat in the back with. I didn’t know the names of any of them, but they knew mine. I called Mandy to tell her about them, and at school Maria asked whom I’d gotten a ride with.3

“Some hot guys…” I sighed.4

After school ended, they were waiting outside for me, and asked if I needed a ride.5

“No, not today… I’m riding the bus home with one of my friends. But thank you so much for the offer, you guys!” I smiled brightly, happy that my braces were finally off.6

They kind of all nodded, but I couldn’t tell about what, or if it was just to show they’d heard me.7

The blonde guy asked if I needed rides to school regularly. I nodded and told him I did, and he agreed to pick me up at Maria’s house.8

They drove off, leaving me wishing I’d gotten a ride with them. I got on the bus, endured the jerks, but fortunately my house was less than five minutes from school. Hopping off, I ran in the house to prepare my outfit for the next day.9

The next day the boys picked me up in a sleek purple car, and drove me to school, we laughed and chatted, and I began to really like the guy with the tight pants and chains. They dropped me off, laughing as the jocks rushed forward, but seeing the guys, fell back again.10

“Damn, she’s with those guys again!” they shouted, and stomped off.11

The guys asked me what I did to the jocks, and I told them the bus story, leaning over into the car through the driver’s side window.12

All of a sudden the guy I liked hit the guy with curly brown hair, and shouted, “Gavin, quit staring at her boobs!”13

Gavin blushed, and shouted back, “I’m not, Davey! Sicko!”14

Davey laughed, as did all the other guys. I was wearing a U-necked tight-fitting black top with hot pink stitching and 3 slashes across the chest. Everyone seemed sure Gavin had been looking, but I wasn’t. 15

They drove away, in good spirits, leaving me dolefully watching Davey and the other 2 black haired guys wave at me out of the window.16

They picked me up after school in a classy pearly white-gray SUV, and I noticed Davey and the black & red haired guy weren’t there, along with Gavin. It was only me, the blonde, and the guy with shoulder-length black hair, Bobby.17

He pointed out the snazzy purple truck behind us, with Davey, the black & red haired guy, and Gavin in it. They were just following us through traffic.18

We picked Mandy up, too, and went by Maria’s… I mentioned to the blonde, Thomas, that we’d liked to hang out with them sometime, just the group of us. He nodded.19

“Hey, why don’t we do that today? We could hit the movies, and maybe get some ice-cream!” he suggested.20

I nodded, secretly overjoyed. Mandy had a big smile on her face, that only I could see. We went and picked Maria up too, and by that time it was raining. Mandy and I dashed out of the car to go ring Maria’s doorbell, and found that it was raining by the time we were half-way there. The rain started coming down harder, and Maria opened the garage for us. We dashed in, and tried to wring out our soaking hair. I was so worried my hair would become poufy, and Mandy was whimpering about the same concern.21

I smiled as the purple truck pulled up behind the pearly white-gray SUV, and the blonde, Darrin, got out to inform Davey and the others of the plan. Gavin didn’t come, and by the time the three of us girls had dashed into the car, Davey and his friend were just coming over. I squeezed into the far right corner of the car, to make room for them, but somehow everyone fit fine. Davey laughed and said I could un-squish myself, he didn’t have rabies.22

I laughed, and scooted over, and everyone in the car started talking. We picked up Darrin’s girlfriend, and she sat in the passenger’s seat, but facing us. 23

Davey looked at me worriedly, and asked if my parents knew I was out. I shook my head, honestly, my dad didn’t.24

“Well, you should tell him… I don’t want an angry dad busting our asses!” he laughed, but looked serious.25

I pulled out my cell phone, and began dialing.26

“Should I say we’re going to a movie, and we’ll be back around 10?” I asked.27

Darrin shook his head, and called back, “No, we’ll be home before 9. It’s only 5 p.m.!”28

I nodded. I had thought it was later than it really was. I called my dad, left a quick message, and then smiled.29

Somehow Davey got on the subject of girls he liked, because Mandy asked if he was single (being rewarded with a warning glare from me, which she laughed off as she scooted closer to the black & red haired guy, Nathan.) He said no, but he liked some girls, and began listing them off.30

The girl in the front seat, Tasha, had become kind of my friend during the ride, and she could read me well, so she was watching my face as Davey talked on and on about different girls.31

When he got to describing this “beautiful blonde” he liked, who apparently “wasn’t really smart or sweet, which was a draw-back to him, majorly, but she had big breasts and a nice big ass,” Tasha snapped, seeing me scoot away from him with an annoyed look on my face.32

“Geeze Davey! Who likes her ass more, you or your father? Because that slut’s a little OLD for you!”33

He looked taken aback, and replied, “I thought you guys liked her… Honestly, I can’t stand her, but you guys seemed to like her pretty well, and you always rag on my choices of girls!”34

Tasha rolled her eyes. “That, Davey dear, is because they are all sluts who don’t deserve you.”35

He quieted down, and the car ride was boring me, so I accidentally put my head on his shoulder, and he looked down, surprised.36

“Oh! I’m sorry, I remembered… My hair’s wet, and I wouldn’t want to get you wet!” I stuttered, honestly just remembering that.37

As I made a move to move my head, he gently pushed my head back down on his shoulder, and said, “It’s okay… just be careful that I don’t put my head on yours, because it’s kind of tempting… I’m a little worn out, too.”38

I smiled, and he smiled back, and scooted closer to me. As I started to ~just~ begin to drift off, he leaned over, just slightly, and sweetly kissed the tip of my nose.39

I started, and looked up at him. He didn’t seem the kind of guy who would do that, but I found that so sweet that I had butterflies in my stomache. I barely looked over at Mandy, who was making out with Nathan, and Maria, who was talking quietly with Bobby. Tasha smiled from the front seat, but she was turned facing forward now, so I didn’t know how much she had seen.40

Looking up at Davey, I realized he was the one guy I had ever ~wanted~ to make out with, because… he didn’t try to force it. He went sweetly slow, and I loved that. Snuggling up in his arms, I drifted off until we came to the movie theatre.41