Daniel Parker:
“I AM GOINGGGG TO DIEEEEEE,”
Daniel shrieked in fear as he held on to his seat for dear life - the only item constraining him to the car being a flimsy seat belt which, at this point, truly felt as if it was not enough protection… especially not in a car with Aalia Bhaduri. Dread filled his body as the car swerved once again – causing his body to jerk in the opposite direction. Why the hell he hacked into all the red lights on their route to make it green for both of them – he will never understand. It was a mistake – one that he would learn from in the future. Hell, he was never getting in a car with Aalia again… that is if he lived to make it out of this one.
“AALIA I WANT TO LIVE PAST THE AGE OF 18 THANK YOU VERY MUCH,” He screamed over the music, though groaned as she only responded with a point towards her ears and a “what?’ – obviously doing it on purpose so she wouldn’t have to hear him ranting. Yep. This was it. The last night he would f.ck!ng live. Sh!t.
Daniel had his eyes closed for the rest of the trip – sighing in relief as he felt the car stop. “Aalia, I’m going to find my own ride home,” he muttered. Usually – he would have jumped out of the car and kissed the ground. Yes, he was that thankful that the car had stopped. However, this was not the night to make foolish moves. He had a list to complete.
”Guess who’s getting disqualified tonight?”
Daniel couldn’t help the involuntary roll of his eyes as the girl retrieved his phone and attempted to unlock it. Problem was – he knew Aalia too well now. A smile reached his features as she inputted the ‘password’ only for it to come up with it being incorrect. “I’m disappointed that you don’t know me well enough to know that I change my password every 24 hours – you know I don’t take security lightly,” He stated taking a step out of the car and sending a silent prayer to whoever was looking out for him that allowed him to make it out of that maniac’s driving alive.
“Though, Aalia, I suggest you give me my phone back, or I’ll just as easily hack into your text messages and disqualify you,” he stated – putting his hand out as he walked into the party, next to the girl. He knew he wouldn’t do it – it was a cowardly way to win the game and he had no interest in people perceiving him as such.
Daniel smiled as he looked around at the party – motioning the bar to the girl beside him as he walked in that direction. “I’ll take a beer and for the lady, she’ll have a martini on the rocks, shaken not stirred,” he stated – knowing Aalia’s drink of choice by heart. In reality – Daniel was just grabbing the drink for the illusion of getting drunk, but he had no intention of taking even a sip. The girl, however. Well – he’d have to get her back for that god awful car ride. “Here ya go,” he told the girl as the drinks arrived – handing her the martini with a smile. “Your ready?”