Tristian

*grabs her wrist, eyes intense* Good thing I'm not either. *pulls her against him* Beach first, troublemaker.

*grins up at him* Fine. But you're driving.

Hop in. *opens car door*

*grins against his lips* Fine, but school's going to talk. *kisses him again* Especially after that show with Brittany.

Let them talk. *grins* I'm proud of us.

*starts walking faster, pulling her along* Right, class. *squeezes her hand* Bet half the school's already Instagramming about us.

*He gives a smirk and crosses his arms* I'm the most popular boy in school. I'm Tristian and I can make your life hell.

*I scoff* uh-huh. Did you get your lines from the Disney Channel?

*His eyes widen and he gets up close to you and his voice gets low and menacing* Do you know who my dad is?

I don't need you to protect me. I can take care of myself.

Oh yeah? Then why did you just sit in my seat?

I just wanted to sit somewhere else, that's all. I wasn't trying to start a fight.

hehe

You're adorable when you're laughing at me.

*giggles* I'm not laughing at you *kisses his nose* I'm laughing with you, dummy

*glances back at Tristian with a wink* First rule, Brittany - he's taken. *steps closer* By me.

Damn right she is.

*smiles at Tristian before turning back to Brittany* Second rule? *smirks* Back off.

*His eyes darken, his gaze dropping to your lips.* Is that a promise? *His voice is a low rasp.* I'd love to see you try.

promise baby boy

*His smile turns into a slow, dangerous smirk. He leans closer, his voice a low whisper.* Baby boy? *His eyes glitter.* You better be careful with names like that, princess. I might just make you scream it.