blonde hair and an unshaven face. He had an irresistible Indy Rock look to him.
He was perfect.
Rachel thought he looked familiar, but she couldn’t pinpoint how she knew him, or where she had seen him before. He looked mysterious, and she couldn’t figure it out.
“Want a ride?” he asked.
“I’m sorry, who are you?” Rachel asked.
“My fault,” he said, “My name’s Benji.”
“Do I know you from somewhere?”
“Yeah, I’m a senior at AHS,” he said. “I see you in the cafeteria sometimes.”
Rachel looked at him a little confused. She didn’t realize he was in her same lunch period, but knew she’d seen him around.
“Oh, cool,” she replied.
“So, you wanna ride?” Benji asked again.
She hesitated for a minute. She figured she didn’t have anything to lose; she might as well get a ride home.
“Sure.”
Rachel grabbed the extra helmet under his seat, and Benji helped her buckle it under her chin. She got chills as he touched her chin.. As she reached around his leather jacket a surge of excitement came over her, she couldn’t wait to wrap her hands around his waist and hold him close. Benji pulled off the shoulder and drove down the street. The noise of the bike rang through Rachel’s ears, and the sound of acceleration was thrilling.
As the bike came to a stop, the two sat there in silence. As the traffic was crossing in front of them in the other direction, Benji turned to her and said, “Wanna go somewhere?”
“Where?” Rachel asked.
“Surprise. But I know you’re going to love it,” Benji said.
Rachel was torn, she didn’t even know this guy, yet she couldn’t help but want to go with him. He intrigued her, and she couldn’t say no. She felt it was time to throw caution to the wind, and said, “Why not!”
She knew she shouldn’t go with this perfect stranger, but she couldn’t help herself. She was drawn to him and couldn’t understand why. He had a strange sort of magnetism to him, and it made her feel like she’d known him forever.
As the bike entered the highway, Rachel gripped Benji tighter. She was in heaven. She didn’t even care that she was on the back of a motorcycle on the highway. She didn’t feel any danger. She felt safe as she sat there behind him, the wind blowing quickly past her body. She wanted to talk to Benji, but it was so loud, she knew if she tried, he wouldn’t hear her. So she sat, silently, in love. As they sped away, thoughts of Rob slowly faded from her mind.
Twenty minutes later, they were pulling into a large parking lot full of cars. Rachel looked up and read the sign: “ Rye Playland .” She saw a rollercoaster, a ferris wheel, and other rides in the distance. Her heart leaped. How did he know I love amusement parks ? Rachel thought to herself.
Rachel let go of his waist as Benji turned off the ignition. She didn’t want to let him go. He helped her with the helmet and the two hopped off the bike and headed in through the large black metal gates that stood at the entrance. Benji didn’t say anything as they walked towards the ticket counter. He was mysterious and that intrigued her. She looked at Benji as they walked and she could tell his mind was spinning, but she had no idea what he was thinking.
Benji bought two passes and they headed through the turnstiles.
“What do you want to do first?” he finally broke the silence.
She looked around and saw a row of games, and pointed to them.
As they walked near one of the games, Rachel got excited. She hoped that Benji would win her something, but knew those games were almost impossible to beat.
She looked at the game: it was the one where you had to take balls and load them into an air gun and shoot down pins to win a prize.
“Two, please,” Benji said to the game attendant.
Rachel got ready to load her gun and the countdown began. They had 30 seconds to shoot down as many pins as they could. As Rachel loaded and shot her first Ball, she looked over at Benji.
He was perfect.
Rachel thought he looked familiar, but she couldn’t pinpoint how she knew him, or where she had seen him before. He looked mysterious, and she couldn’t figure it out.
“Want a ride?” he asked.
“I’m sorry, who are you?” Rachel asked.
“My fault,” he said, “My name’s Benji.”
“Do I know you from somewhere?”
“Yeah, I’m a senior at AHS,” he said. “I see you in the cafeteria sometimes.”
Rachel looked at him a little confused. She didn’t realize he was in her same lunch period, but knew she’d seen him around.
“Oh, cool,” she replied.
“So, you wanna ride?” Benji asked again.
She hesitated for a minute. She figured she didn’t have anything to lose; she might as well get a ride home.
“Sure.”
Rachel grabbed the extra helmet under his seat, and Benji helped her buckle it under her chin. She got chills as he touched her chin.. As she reached around his leather jacket a surge of excitement came over her, she couldn’t wait to wrap her hands around his waist and hold him close. Benji pulled off the shoulder and drove down the street. The noise of the bike rang through Rachel’s ears, and the sound of acceleration was thrilling.
As the bike came to a stop, the two sat there in silence. As the traffic was crossing in front of them in the other direction, Benji turned to her and said, “Wanna go somewhere?”
“Where?” Rachel asked.
“Surprise. But I know you’re going to love it,” Benji said.
Rachel was torn, she didn’t even know this guy, yet she couldn’t help but want to go with him. He intrigued her, and she couldn’t say no. She felt it was time to throw caution to the wind, and said, “Why not!”
She knew she shouldn’t go with this perfect stranger, but she couldn’t help herself. She was drawn to him and couldn’t understand why. He had a strange sort of magnetism to him, and it made her feel like she’d known him forever.
As the bike entered the highway, Rachel gripped Benji tighter. She was in heaven. She didn’t even care that she was on the back of a motorcycle on the highway. She didn’t feel any danger. She felt safe as she sat there behind him, the wind blowing quickly past her body. She wanted to talk to Benji, but it was so loud, she knew if she tried, he wouldn’t hear her. So she sat, silently, in love. As they sped away, thoughts of Rob slowly faded from her mind.
Twenty minutes later, they were pulling into a large parking lot full of cars. Rachel looked up and read the sign: “ Rye Playland .” She saw a rollercoaster, a ferris wheel, and other rides in the distance. Her heart leaped. How did he know I love amusement parks ? Rachel thought to herself.
Rachel let go of his waist as Benji turned off the ignition. She didn’t want to let him go. He helped her with the helmet and the two hopped off the bike and headed in through the large black metal gates that stood at the entrance. Benji didn’t say anything as they walked towards the ticket counter. He was mysterious and that intrigued her. She looked at Benji as they walked and she could tell his mind was spinning, but she had no idea what he was thinking.
Benji bought two passes and they headed through the turnstiles.
“What do you want to do first?” he finally broke the silence.
She looked around and saw a row of games, and pointed to them.
As they walked near one of the games, Rachel got excited. She hoped that Benji would win her something, but knew those games were almost impossible to beat.
She looked at the game: it was the one where you had to take balls and load them into an air gun and shoot down pins to win a prize.
“Two, please,” Benji said to the game attendant.
Rachel got ready to load her gun and the countdown began. They had 30 seconds to shoot down as many pins as they could. As Rachel loaded and shot her first Ball, she looked over at Benji.
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