Big Trouble

I woke up to the sound of the train, and was surprised when I found Tristian on the other side of the bed, still sleeping. I sneaked off the bed and to the shower, making sure not to wake him. Boo meowed her approval and I frowned at her.

"I told you, I don’t want a relationship. Especially not with a guy that I BARELY KNOW. Now, be a good girl and watch him for me. Tell me everything he does if he wakes up and I'm still in the shower."

She meowed and rolled her eyes, then walked out. I hopped in the shower and stayed there longer than usual. I was so glad I didn’t have to shave or pluck my eyebrows. After the age of 10 the hair on my body stopped growing, all except for the hair on my head. I stepped out of the shower and got dressed. I was wearing red leather pants, a red tank top, my red biker gloves, my black boots, and my black biker jacket. I put black streaks in my hair, to match. I also matched my make-up to my outfit, with blood red lipstick along with black eye shadow and onyx eye liner.

I walked to the kitchen, fed Boo and heated up the crab in the microwave. I sat down at the table, and watched the news quietly. I, the no boys rule maker had yet again broken my own rule. I had to end it as soon as I could, I didn't want a boy and I surely didn’t need one. I heard a yawn and stood up, turning slowly.

"Damn you look good."

Tristian had woken up. He looked me up and down. I blushed and gave him a peck on the cheek. What the hell was wrong with me? I wasn’t supposed to have a boyfriend, if that’s what I could even call him, and not supposed to be blushing. I was the Grim Reaper for Christ sake. I had to look and act the part or people would lose their respect for me.

He walked out, then came back in 20 minutes later, and stood there waiting for me to look up.  When I did my jaw dropped. He was in all black, with his outfit mirroring mine from the gloves to the boots. The only things different was the color, the red streaks in his hair, and the muscle shirt.

Ok I definitely wouldn’t have a problem going to school with him now.

"And you said I looked good. Did you bring those cloths with you?" He nodded and sat down, stealing bites of my crab.

"When ever you're ready we can head over to Aphrodite. You've probably never seen me there because I'm a college level 17 year old. I graduated MIT at the age of 12 so the only reason I'm going to high school now is because of you and your safety. I would tell you about it but I can't. Just know that it's a good reason."

I was fine with not knowing, as long as he told me later. People had been concerned with my safety all my life, and I didn't know why. If I could find out from him, then that would make me happy. We finished eating and put the plate on the floor so Boo could have the rest. After Boo finished I grabbed her, my backpack, and Tristian's hand then walked out the door.

Everyone at school loved Boo, even Misty, and loved it when I brought her to school. Boo loved the attention as well.

We hopped on the back his Harley, a nice looking bike that I would totally look at when we got home, and headed to school.