"Ah, the king himself has arrived," Jay grandly said as I see Beck's vintage Datsun pull up behind Shay's car.
We all turn to him, glad after waiting for almost half an hour for his arrival.
I crane my neck to see if it's really him since my position sitting at the back seat of Zean's car with my legs dangling out of the open door wasn't a good angle. But it kept me well hidden from his sight. I'm not entirely sure if I was ready to face him yet. Although, I was glad to see his face.
The same face who now had huge purple bruise on the side of his jaw. I knew Beck had a fight last night. Was he distracted when someone threw that sucker punch his way? As far as I knew, Beck was good at fighting, it seemed like it the night I saw him fight. He was dodging swings left and right like a pro.
