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Started January 11, 2020 by @TrashyBeth_has_broken_her_Finger

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"decent' she said leaning on her bike a bit

"What was wrong with it?" He asked, pulling the straw from his mouth. "Was it Zach?"

"mr. Thompson thought I was cheating on my report because I had it done before everybody else I'm sorry mr. Thompson I'm just better than everybody else I'm sorry my writing is superior to everybody else's" she said with an eye roll. "I mean I started the school newspaper for a reason I mean besides the share stories for the whole school but I don't know maybe I'm overreacting" she said

"Nah, it's not overreacting. I understand that feeling, Mr. Thompsons' a jerk. Not much to do about it." He shrugged, leaning down and kissing her lips sweetly. "Thanks for the smoothie earlier btw." He mumbled against her lips.

She smiled "like my ride?" She teased

"I do~" He chuckled, booping her nose and pecking her cheek. "Though I got mine back from the guy, he apparently dropped it off at my house?" He shrugged with a side smile.

She scratched the back of her neck in embarrassment"yeah I paid the guy to drop it off" she said

"Caroline!" He scolded, rubbing his face. "Please, at least tell me you bought yourself something with my card earlier."

She avoided his gaze not looking at him

"You didn't?" He asked tilting her chin up to meet his gaze. "Just tell me."

She shook her head " no, …I don't like spending your money to get me something" she said

"Fine, I understand that feeling." He smiled tenderly to her. "It's OK, but you really didn't have to pay the guy."

" I just did you a favor you know as your girlfriend I can do that" she said

"But I don't like having you spend your money on me," He frowned, pulling his wallet out. "How much?"

She shook her head putting her helmet on and revving her engine

"Caroline, I'm going to pay you back, how much?" He insisted, putting a hand on her Harley.

" you can pay for dinner" she said

"But will it be enough? I'm assuming you used some pretty big bills." He replied, knowing Liam's wasn't expensive at all.

"honestly it's fine " she said

"I at least want to know." He frowned, pocketing his wallet.

" twenty bucks" she said.

"I feel like your lying to me." He pouted, and sighed. "Fine, if you won't tell me, then I give up." He huffed crossing his arms.

She got off her bike taking her helmet off placing it on the seat "it was twenty bucks"she said wrapping her arms around him

He pulled a fifty out of his pocket, not knowing what he had grabbed. He slid his arms around her waist. "If you say so~" He hummed softly, nuzzling his nose into her hair. He slid the bill in her back pocket.

She groaned "why do you have to do that? Keep your money" she whined

"I'll have a bad feeling if I don't pay you back. There's few people that happens to." He whispered, kissing the top of her head. "I'll pick you up at 6."

She shook her head leaving up to kiss him on the lips.

He kissed her lips lovingly, before pulling away and smiling. "Love you sweet thang, see you in a bit." He hummed before turning and jogging off towards his own Harley.

She smiled as her boyfriend jogged away she put her helmet on in straddled her Harley revving the engine once again and driving off to her house she parked Harley in the garage and went inside she pulled out her phone and play girls just want to have fun as she started getting ready

Brad revved his Harley, and took off down the highway. He was feeling adventurous, so he swerved in and out of traffic. Finally pulling off the highway, he came to his neighborhood and pulled up to his own house. The home was rather large, with a gate blocking off the driveway. He parked his Harley, and got off walking to the gate. He unchained the lock, and threw it open. Brad led the motor bike in, and brought it to the inside of the gate. He quickly shut and locked the gate, knowing he would need his Harley later. So he jogged up to the front door, and pushed the door open. "I'm home!" He shouted running past his family and up the stairs. Quickly locking the door to his room, and starting his radio. A soft crackling tune started, and he quickly got ready.