Pree
"It seems you're in trouble finding a ride," says Al, looking up at me and wiggling his eyebrows. "Need some help? There's a vacant seat here."
I've thought he is referring to the empty seat on the other side of the back seat. However, when I follow his hand's movement, I see he is patting his laps instead. And that makes me frown. Anger and shyness oscillating within me, leaving me confused about the whole thing, for I am not sure which one weighs more.
"No, thank you," I say and open Grab once again, hoping there will be rides available this time.
"Oh, come on. Don't be shy. Even though we aren't friends, we're still classmates. And classmates should help each other. It's a typical thing to do so."
Strangely, my stomach drops when he stresses those words. I know I am the one wh
