Mateo drove us in silence. He was really sweet at times, asking if I was okay, if I was cold and needed an extra jersey since I was shivering. But before going down Axel's window, I made sure to grab one of Axel’s varsity jerseys so I wouldn't freeze to death.
“I'm okay, thank you,” I said.
“Sure.” He smiled and kept his eyes on the road. “I need to put gas in the car, do you mind passing by the local gas station?”
“Not at all.” I shook my head, and he thanked me like I had actually done him a big favor, even though he was the one giving me a ride.
We pulled into the gas station. He stepped out to pump the gas, and I just sat there in the passenger seat staring out at the dimly lit space. The station lights were super flickering and weak.
After a minute, Mateo came up to my window. “I
