Two whole hours. That's how long it took Emma to walk home from St. Mary's every day. Thanks to the fact that she was poor (and a scholarship student), her parent hadn't been able to buy her a car although they had promised her one.
Emma was listening to her iPod and humming along with one of her favorite songs when she heard a really loud, really long obnoxious honk. Ripping one earbud out, she turned around to see a shiny black truck pulling up. Coby.
"Emma! Looking goddamn sexy as always. All for me? Awwww well aren't you the sweetest. Get in, I'll give you a ride."
Emma rolled her eyes. For some insane reason Coby had the biggest crush on her, even if he knew how much she hated him. Yeah, he was gorgeous. Brad Pitt-like. Yeah he was crazy smart, had obtained a free ride to Princeton for next year... But God what an ass he was. Ignoring the muscles that he flexed as he rapped his hand against the side of his truck, motioning for her to join him, she simply shook her head no and replaced the lost earbud. As she started walking, she heard the honk again.
She really, really hated this dufus. Who did he think he was anyway? She'd known him since she was about four years old because their parents were actually very good friends, although hers were substantially poorer than his, who were both very notorious lawyers. Coby and her even shared the same birthday and had celebrated their 18th birthdays last month. When Coby's parents donated a large amount of money to St. Mary's, they also "suggested" to the Board to give Emma a scholarship to the school. Ever since she came to the high school, her and Coby had been competing for the spot of valedictorian. As a matter of fact, next Friday they would find out who had won that position.
"Goddamn it Coby! What could you possibly want from me!?"
Almost comically, he lowered his RayBans, exposing his chocolate brown eyes, and peered at her over them. Fucking rich kids. As he kept staring at her without saying a word, she started fidgeting and twirling her long, fiery red hair. He licked his lips.
"You know what Em? I don't think I've ever met any girl as amazing as you are. You know that?"
"I'm truly and deeply flattered but I'm going to continue walking now. Adios."
Coby smirked at her for one second before throwing the car door open and striding towards her. Too shocked to move, and a bit awed at the imposing figure he made, she didn't realize what he was doing until he literally threw her over one shoulder and started walking back to the truck. Slamming her fists against his muscular back, she screamed at him to let her down.
"Okay bud, I'll let you down."
And with that he threw her into the back of the truck, schoolbags and all. She gave a yell of frusturation. Fine, if Coby really wanted to drive her home that badly, she'd let him drive her home. Saved her an hour and a half anyway, but, she refused to say one word to him the whole drive.
As Coby climbed back into the driver's seat, he looked over his shoulder and peered into Emma's orange eyes, and proceeded to laugh in her face. He was going to enjoy this mission. A lot.
Scowling, she shoved her earbud back in and tuned him out to the best of her ability. Although, as he put the car into drive, she couldn't help but notice the muscles in his forearm. She mentally scolded herself and laid her head back on the seat, shutting her eyes. Vaguely, she heard him calling her name, but she pretended that the iPod drowned him out. Next thing she knew, the car radio was on full blast and the car was shaking with vibrations. She snapped her eyes open and sceramed at him yet again.
"What the FUCK Coby? You already harassed me and threw me into this fucking piece of shit truck! WHAT?"
"Hey there, calm down. This baby is a Mercedes, nicest on the market." He patted the dashboard lovingly. "And, for your information, I just had a few questions for you. It'll help pass the time on this long, long drive."
Emma furrowed her brow and peered at him, "Uh, Coby my house is like only a half hour away if I'm driving."
"Oops, I guess I forgot to mention. We're not going back to your house. We, my dear, are going to the Catskills. You see my family owns this really lovely lodge up there and I decided to take you with me!"
Emma's jaw dropped open, right before she started laughing.
"Coby you are a character. Now let me the fuck out creep."
His only response was to look in the rearview mirror and smile, as he put on the child lock.
"Hey Em, you see that bag next to you on the seat? Open it."
Emma looked to her right and saw a navy blue duffel bag embroidered with "Pail." Coby's last name, of course it was his football duffel. As she zipped it open, she gasped, a sound of fury. Inside the bag were hundreds of condoms, handcuffs, a dildo that was maybe a foot long, a vibrator, and a supersized bottle of lube.
"Wow Coby, you are one rabbit aren't you. Like to get around?" She laughed, knowing that he was just trying to show off. "This is basically a year's supply of sex... supplies. When do you plan to use all of this? Do you keep it in the car at all times?" She continued to crack up.
