"Where's the rest of your family?" I asked—more than glad to be alone with him, but remembering that his car was usually full.
"They took Rosalie's car." He shrugged as he parked next to a glossy red convertible with the top down. "Ostentatious, isn't it?"
"Um, wow," I breathed. "Shouldn't she put the top up? I mean, with the rain and all..."
Fredward winked at me. "Even we have some tricks up our sleeves." I looked at his sleeves once again, amazed at the things that I still didn't know about him.
"So if she has that, why does she ride with you?"
"Like I said, it's ostentatious. We try to blend in."
"You don't succeed." I laughed and shook my head as we got out of the car. I wasn't late anymore; his lunatic driving had gotten me to school in plenty of time. "So why did Rosalie drive today if it's more conspicuous?"
"Hadn't you noticed? I'm breaking all the rules now," he said while doing a karate chop and a jiujitsu high-kick. He met me at the front of the car, staying very close to my side as we walked onto campus.
"Why do you have cars like that at all?" I wondered aloud, to no one in particular. "If you're looking for privacy?"
"An indulgence," he admitted with an impish smile. "We all like to drive fast."
"Figures," I muttered under my breath.
Under the shelter of the cafeteria roof's overhang, Jessica was waiting, her eyes preparing to bug out of their sockets. Over her arm, bless her soul, was my jacket.
"Hey, Jessica," I said coolly when we were a few feet away. "Thanks for remembering." She handed me my jacket with her jaw hanging down to her chest, rubbing against her oversized breasts, speechless.

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