She read the message aloud "Hello, Lovely Lana. We are nearly at the school. See you there."

"What does he mean by we?" I blurted out in a panic because that was the only part of the message I paid attention to "Who else is going to be there?"

"Stone." She uttered sheepishly "He is coming to Leavendale High too."

I gaped at her for a few seconds before turning back to face the road.

"Brennan was also shocked." Lana mentioned, studying the shock on my face "He says that Stone was possessed with determination to go."

The car stopped as we approached a set of traffic lights. I took the time to sink into my seat and ran a hand through my hair in a way to make it look more presentable.

I silently plotted. I was preplanning insults for the large man in case I needed them.

Lana threw her phone at me and pleaded "You type something back to him."

"Just text him back saying okay." I teased "Add an emoji to it if you are feeling brave."

"This is serious!" She exclaimed.

"The time you eventually text back, he will have a new phone." I deadpanned "Probably an iPhone Thirty-two at this pace."

Her facial expression gave away that she was unimpressed. She waited impatiently as I typed a reply to Brennan on her phone.

My typing took ten seconds, so she started to become suspicious.

The set of lights turned green, and I handed the phone to her before focusing on the road again.

"What did you write?" Lana anxiously asked like she was not sure if she wanted to know or not.

I sent her an evil grin "Check for yourself."

Mortification dawned upon her face as she read the message.

She gritted out the words that I had written on the text "Hello, surfer dude. I have been awaiting your text all morning like a very sad person. The truth is I want to give you a tour of the school so bad. A tour of the janitor’s closet. See you soon, Sexy."

Her phone buzzed again, and her face turned to the colour of a cherry.

She turned the screen around so I could catch a glimpse of what he had written.

"Look!" Lana exclaimed.

I switched car lanes before laughing my reply "Are you talking about the message itself or the lack of capital letters?"

"They are already at school." Lana squealed in her seat "We need to hurry."

"Who do I look like to you?" I joked to her as I drove slightly faster "Vin Diesel?"

"Ella." She said my name in warning like she was trying to scold me.

"Is it too late to stop off for a McDonald's breakfast?" I questioned while grinning evilly at her.

"Drive, Ella." Her tone went demanding while she continued to type on her phone.

I put my foot down on the pedal and sped up for the last ten minutes of the drive until we eventually pulled into the parking lot of Leavendale High.