RIVER
As soon as I step out, I have no idea where I am supposed to go. I figure that the first thing would be to cross the road, but before I can take a step forward, I feel a tug and pull on my hand. I am spun around, and I am face-to-face with Arlin. He has a smirk on his face, and even though it's the kind of expression that Taylor usually carries, his is more chilling and sends a kind of wave down my spine.
"Where are you going?" He asked in a low tone, and I wanted to take a step back, but his grip on my elbow tightened with each passing minute. Or maybe it is my brain that is making it feel that way.
"Home," I say, explaining it for him if he did not understand what I meant when I stormed out on him.
"So I brought you out on this date, and you decided to embarrass me?" He asked,
