>You woke up from Aunt Gina.
>"Wake up, you two lovebirds!"
>She yelled this as she hit you two with a pillow.
>You still had Dash in your arms, she slowly woke up.
>She was probably still asleep when she said something.
>"Anon is the best..."
>She snored and Aunt Gina stopped hitting you with the pillow.
>"I love you, Anon.."
>You blushed like tomato sauce.
>No spaghetti filled the blanket.
>Aunt Gina laughed a bit.
>"Its time to get up for school."
>"And what time is it?"
>"7:32"
>"Why so early?"
>"The school is kinda far away."
>You had to think.
>You got up and was still dressed in the same clothes from yesterday.
>"I'm going to take a shower, let Dash sleep."
>"Don't be late though."
>"I won't, I'll drive her to school"
>You grinned, speedbike tiem.
>First, shower tiem.
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>The cut healed surprisingly fast.
>It wasn't fully healed, but it was making progress.
>The multiple cuts across your body were gone.
>That one cut on your thigh? That's just a scar now.
>As soon as you got out of the shower, Rainbow woke up.
>She was ecstatic when Aunt Gina told her what she said in her sleep.
>You did the James Neal with your hair, putting gel in it.
>When Aunt Gina went downstairs, Rainbow hugged you.
>"I just need a hug right now."
>You cradled her until she pulled away.
>"I got to go get dressed, so i'll be right back."
>She nodded and you walked into your room.
>The color attraction for today? Bright orange
>You wore Black Adidas shorts, similar to the 1st pair.
>You also wore an orange Nike shirt.
>Orange socks, as guessed.
>You walked downstairs and bumped into Dash.
>She had her hair in a straight-messy style.
>She was wearing Rainbow socks and a blue plaid skirt that was just above her thighs.
>She wore a really light blue shirt that was plain.
>Over that, she had a blue jacket with rainbow drawstrings.
>"Nice style, Dashie."
>"Don't call me that, and thanks."
>You smirked as you walked into the kitchen.
>The clock read 8:02.
>"Oh shite."
>You grabbed your protein shake and chugged it all in ten seconds.
>"DASH ITS TIEM TO GOOOO!!"
>You yelled like a 'tard.
>Dash ran downstairs and looked at you.
>"We're taking my motorcycle, so you can see how I really drive."
>You grabbed your keys.
>She grinned and you both walked outside.
>Dash locked the door and you walked up to your sexy motorcycle.
>Your helmet was a Rockstar Energy Airoh.
>All your gear was also Rockstar energy, but you didn't need it.
>Your backup was the same as your Airoh.
>They both had black tinted visors, because pimp.
>You started your engine and revved it up to 8600 RPM.
>You had a race HUD on your bike, it was selling cheap specific for your bike.
>It was nice too, told you when it was best to change gears depending on acceleration.
>You put it in first and motored out of the neighborhood.
>Dash was holding on tight, because she knew you weren't going to hold back.
>You switched to second.
>As soon as you hit the public road, you were glad you had sport tires.
>It revved up to 9k RPM before you changed gears.
>The exhaust was emitting a beautiful sound.
>As it hit third, you let off throttle for a split second, and put it back on.
>This gave you a tiny boost in speed.
>You got to 120 MPH before slowing down.
>gotta go fast.
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>The second you took off your helmet, Dash was all up in your space.
>"I didn't think your bike could go that fast."
>"I also didn't know you could drive like that."
>Sometimes when you would turn left or right, you took the angle so close while accelerating.
>All that practice on those race tracks was worth it.
>You locked the helmets on your bike, those helmets were $400+ each.
>You slid the keys in your pocket, kids looked at you.
>Some looked at you because your bike was loud.
>Some looked at your bike because it and all its sexiness.
>You and Dash walked up, she was slightly rubbing against you.
>You weren't wearing any bandages since everything was healing good.
>The fresh, cool air on your skin felt great.
>You walked into the school, kids still giving you looks.
>Girls talked about you, some giggled.
>Weirdos, you thought.
>You made it to Athletics with Dash and waiting till the halls were near clear.
>Only a few kids were around, I don't care.
>You kissed Dash on the head and told her good luck.
>You walked into the Ice rink and saw the whole team playing a pickup game.
>It kinda sucked knowing you couldn't play.
>They were using the Breast Cancer Awareness jerseys, which were pink, for one team.
>The other team was white, but had the BCA logo on it.
>The pinkies were obviously winning, 3 - 1.
>You just chilled there and drank your Gatorade.
>The White team won with a big comeback, 5 - 4.
>And the period was over.
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>The Athletics are two periods long, so you get a little break between.
>But you had better ideas.
>You needed to look around the school so you don't get lost.
>You and Dash had the same exact schedule, but still could come in handy.
>Just to be a smartass or something.
>You had a tiny limp that wasn't very noticeable unless you really looked.
>You read your schedule while limping around.
>Math was after Athletics, which wasn't a problem for you.
>You were thinking bad, like skating on the second to last day of school around school.
>Totally going to do it.
>You found the Math room, so you went to your next period.
>Study hall, or advisory, was next.
>You had Advisory in Athletics, which ment you could skate around.
>You could also go to other teachers and get a pass from them, because this school is chill.
>You went to the English/Reading room that you had, which took about two minutes because of that limp doe.
>The Cafeteria was obvious as FUCK.
>Science was your last period, and it was way the fuck on the other side of the building.
>Took you about five minutes to get to it.
>Then you went back to Athletics, and bumped into Dash.
>"Heyo, Anon. Whatcha doin' out of class?"
>"I was looking around the school."
>"Oh."
>She was wearing her Athletics uniform, Shorts and an athletic shirt in the School's colors.
>She looked pretty sexy with her hair in a ponytail, she was sexier with the sweat layer.
>"I gotta get back to Athletics but first."
>She hugged you around the lower torso, then she released.
>"Love you."
>"I love you too, Dashie."
>She frowned and went back into Athletics.
>Oh Dash, you sensitive weirdo.
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>After 2nd period ended, you went to the girl's locker room and waited outside for Dash.
>She eventually came out two minutes out of our 5 minute break, which was fine for me.
>"Ready to do some suck ass math?"
>"I've never been more ready."
>Both of you shared a laugh on your way to Math.
>There's that beautiful laugh again.
>no daydreaming, Anon.
>You eventually made it to math and looked at your teacher.
>She looked relaxed, so she isn't a complete ass.
>"Hello there, I believe your name is Anon?"
>Scratch that, not an ass whatsoever.
>"Yes, I got injured yesterday, so I couldn't finish my school day."
>"Its fine, just sit wherever you want for now."
>You walked in and guessed this was the whole class.
>A few girls on the right side looked at you and talked.
>The other girls besides Dash just looked at you.
>Some of the guys were looking at you too.
>Dash sat in the left side of the room, in the back.
>Your luck was run so good, that there was an empty spot next to Dash.
>Sitting down, everyone started to look away, so you looked at Dash.
>"Mrs.Nelson is the best Math teacher, so you don't have to worry."
>"I wasn't worrying, its just that all these girls looked at me like I was their next boyfriend or something."
>Dash looked away for a second then back.
>"Nah, that's not going to happen."
>"You sure?"
>"Never been so sure."
>Mrs.Nelson closed the door and said she was reviewing the stuff they learned over the year.
>Simple things like Geometry, a tiny bit of Algebra, and even some trigonometry.
>"Mr.Dash, How many sides does a decagon have?"
>"A decagon has 10 sides, and please don't call me Mr, just call me Anon."
>A few kids laughed for no reason, filthy scrubs.
>"Okay, Anon it is, and you are correct."
>You looked at Dash and whispered.
>"This shiz is too easy, I had Pre-AP math, but I switched back to Academic."
>"I have a few issues in Math, could you help me out sometime?"
>"Sure, Math is too easy for me."
>"You're the best, Anon."
>Those words remind you of a few nights ago.
>The night you two kissed.
>Before you knew it, Math was over, and it was time for some Ice skating.
>"Hey Dash, want to go Ice skating with me?"
>She looked for an answer, but couldn't find one.
>"Sure I guess, I can't really skate that good without help, though."
>"Its fine."
>She walked up to Mr.Lining and got a pass from him, and you just walked in.
>There was a lot more people than you thought there would be.
>3/4 of them don't know how to skate.
>The 1/4 are either hockey players, or just people working on skating.
>You walked into the locker room and got your hockey skates out.
>Dash walked in just as you tied your last skate.
>She got skates from the counter in the front of the ice rink.
>"Need me to help you with tightening your skates?"
>Yeah, I might need a little help."
>After you tightened her skates and such, she said thank you.
>You kissed her on the cheek and told her good luck.
>There was nobody on the Ice rink yet, so you were first.
>A lot of people were in the stands putting their skates on, or just talking about stuff.
>showoff time.
>You did one lap, then you started to speed up.
>Around your third lap, you turned around and skated backwards.
>You were glad that you had a hockey lessons teacher.
>He taught you how to do backwards crossovers, which are a bitch.
>A few other people made it on the ice, including Dash.
>After skating a few more laps, you stopped next to Dash.
>"Want me to help you skate?"
>"Hmm, sure. Just no funny business."
>"I'm being serious."
>"Oh, that's a first."
>You were silent for a minute.
>"I'm just kidding, Anon! Learn to take a joke."
>"I can take a joke just fine, I was just thinking."
>"Oh, lets go then."
>You got onto her left side and grabbed her hand.
>Both of you blushed.
>"Oh and Anon, I have a question."
>This question surprised you.
>"Do you love me?"
>Hmm.
>"Of course I love you, Your my sister!"
>"Nonono, I ment do you love me like lovers."
>Caught you off guard.
>"Well, ever since you started being affectionate to me, I started to gain feelings for you. Ever since we kissed, all I could think about is you."
>