Before the Storm

Chapter 6 - A slightly annoying human

Recap

"b****y fast for an old man" I muttered whilst kicking a stone... At this point I looked up at the school for the first time.

"Holy mother of ice lollies-" 

The school was a mansion. Bigger than a mansion, It was a castle. The architecture had been well thought through with pillars supporting the building. The middle of the building had 3 entrance doors all a light brown wood colour. The pillars, painted white, contrasted with the yellow-brown tinge of the rest of the building and reached a few feet above the three doors. There was a fountain out front surrounded by perfectly rounded trees that framed the pond's circular shape well enough to let it be seen but also keep it elegant. The grass covered all the mud, At first I couldn't see any mud so I bent down to touch it but once I did I realised that it was real, it was just taken care of perfectly. The school broke off into two sides, which stood at the same height curving in towards each other, and it made a very royal appearance. 

I was interrupted from my trance to hear a continuous honking behind me. What I saw awed me even more...

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It was a Kawasaki Ninja 1000SX, incredibly expensive and absolutely gorgeous. I was a bike rider myself so the attachment I felt to it was justified okay. ITS JUSTIFIED!

The person riding it was continuously honking but it didn't affect me, I was too infatuated with the idea of riding the beauty that all sound had disappeared. Only when I heard the squeaky and high pitched voice of a....

okay fine it wasn't squeaky or high pitched, quite the opposite... uhhh deep and low-pitched? is that the opposite I don't know you figure out!

You? Who are you talking to?

Ugh never mind I get the drift.

Only when I heard the deep and coarse voice of a very cocky person did I finally snap out of it.

"You like what you see?"

"Yeh in fact I do, keep the helmet on and everyone will adore u... Maybe look in the shop for a helmet for the rest of you."

Dammit, helmets are only for your head stupid. he didn't seem to notice my little mistake and I didn't let it surface, my head held high and my back straight.

"Feisty, I like it"

"Arrogant, I don't like it" I said while taking a step forward. 

He then decided to take of his helmet, which I genuinely wish he hadn't. The guy was fine and he knew it. He showed of a smirk which was held by perfect lips that almost looked like they were carved by an artist. 

Stop staring! You're just proving his point.

"Poops, my words stand no chance now"

He looked shocked by my honesty. I owned up about the fact that I was wrong, I don't have a hugeeee ego you do realise, I understand when I'm wrong. 

He shook his head then shouted "Pops, Move your car, that's my parking spot."

I decided to answer, "Uncle Bob isn't moving the car unless I say so and from the looks of it the space doesn't say reserved or your name on it, so we won't be moving"

Uncle Bob was definitely confused about his new name because he relied with "Uncle Bob? My name is Edward..."

"Uncle Bob stays, end of discussion."

Whatttt. Uncle Bob is originalllll.

The guy on the bike just rolls his eyes, and gets off his amazing bike. I am now able to see just how pooping tall he is, almost 6 foot but not there maybe 5"11 against my 5"2 self. I guess you could assume that I was...intimidated to say the least. He walked up to me and bent down a bit only to whisper, "You're messing with the wrong guy, princessa"

"Ooooo, intimidateddddd" I replied with a winning smirk of my own, he just smirked back and walked off leaving his bike in the middle of the parking lot and not giving a care in the world.

Interesting, I was fascinated by the attitude but I knew I would have many chances to see his attitude in the future, even if I didn't want to...

Omd it's been a whileee since I updatedddd. A hot minute. Soryyyy. Vote and commentttt. See you later troublers