"Hey Spencer! Wait up!"

Turning around, I waited impatiently for my brother Glen to catch up to me in the car park. He was out of breath when he reached me.

"Wow Glen, and here I was thinking all that skank sex with Madison may have put you in shape a bit," I stated, receiving a glare in reply. "Oh well, at least you have the Chlamydia to look forward too."

"Whatever lesbo." Another one of my brother’s great comebacks. "I can’t drive you home today, we’re all going to Aiden’s. Can you grab a lift with Brendon?"

"Are you serious? Glen, Brandon’s got band on Thursday’s till five! You know this!"

"Well then wait till five," Glen replied, shrugging his shoulders. "It’s not my fault you only have one friend. I’ll catch you later."

"You’re an ass!" I yell at his retreating figure. Mature, I know, but it wasn’t like he didn’t deserve it.

"I can give you a lift." I turn around to see the new girl, Ashley, leaning against one of the nearby cars.

"If you want one, that is."

"Were you eavesdropping on my conversation?" I ask her, a little more aggressive than intended. I guess I hadn’t quite cooled down from talking with my brother. "Why would I want a lift from a stranger anyway. I don’t even know your name… Alicia or something?"

"You know it’s Ashley," she replied matter-of-factly, smirking. "And I don’t care whether you accept my offer or not, but it’s a long wait if you choose not too."

I weighed up my options in my head. Wait around till five with nothing to do, or go now, with the harmless new girl…

"Fine," I sighed as I walked over to her car. She smiled at me before unlocking it and getting into the driver’s seat. Her nose crinkled when she smiled. It was kind of cute, in an annoying way. "You better not try anything…"

"Hey, I’m not the lesbian in the car, alright?" I could tell she was joking, and I gave in a bit and smiled.

"I wouldn’t worry. You’re not my type."

"I don’t know about that," Ashley replied, her eyes not moving from the road. "I’ve been know to be pretty irresistible."

"I think I’ll manage."

 I swore I heard her laugh to herself before putting the car in gear and setting off.

The rest of the trip was spent in silence, bar a direction here and there from myself. We both seemed pretty content just listening to the radio, and its mindless pop-songs. It was easier than talking to one another, learning pointless facts about the others lives only to fall back on the social hierarchy of school the next day.

The lift was Ashley’s way of repaying me for saving her ass in class. Once this was done, order would be achieved once more and we would have no reason to mingle again.

I didn’t care. I had my lift home, I had my mindless pop-song.

I was satisfied.