_{Hannah watched him warily, waiting for some sort of angered reaction. So, when he didn’t have much of a reaction at all, it surprised her. She never once thought for a moment he’d take it the wrong way and try to make a move, it wasn’t something that surprised her. Hannah knew her reputation in the next coming days/weeks would likely rise and fall as Sergio’s likely would. She if she was now going to be labelled as a slut for a while, so be it, it’d die down eventually. Whether that was from people forgetting about it, or when she smacked the next person to make a comment about her.}

_{She rolled her eyes. “You underestimate how little I care about your ego or reputation. So, you’re going to tell me what happened so I have an excuse to not go back to class and seeing as though it was your fault that I’ve been copping shit all day from your little fanbase, you owe me one” Hannah snapped at him, glaring at him. She didn’t particularly want to be in this situation, with her on his lap, but she was there now and she just needed to make the most out of it.}

_{Hannah frowned, only just noticing the tattoo on his neck. Frowning, she wouldn’t bother asking him, she knew there was practically no way he’d tell her. Just like she wouldn’t tell him about hers, they weren’t close, it wasn’t necessary. Trying to keep her thoughts away from her current position, she noticed her mind wandering to the race tonight. Hannah knew she’d have a good chance at winning it, but there was the added pressure with their game, if she lost this race, it’d be slightly embarrassing for herself and her ego but it wouldn’t cost her the game. But on the other hand, lately, it seemed, the cops had been cracking down on street racing, especially ones with high-profile racers. Which added a whole other element of risk, Hannah didn’t want to risk a jail sentence, she had had too many close calls in the past, she didn’t want another.}

_{Hannah smiled, staying quiet during his little tantrum. Whatever he had hoped to achieve, she didn’t get it. She knew something, happened, whatever it was, it was likely none of her business, as he had clearly told her. But everything he did kind of just made her want to know more. Hannah doubted he’d ever hit her, she knew people were afraid, people made comments about it, but he didn’t seem like that of guy. Which meant, the worst thing he’d do to her is call off this game, but that wasn’t likely either, it was his idea in the first place.}

_{Partly entertained with the situation and where he’d take it, she nodded. Hannah sent him a fake smile, her eyes clearly showing just how she really felt. “Fine” she whispered, leaning over and grabbing her phone. Entirely to piss him off more, she settled down comfortably on him, unlocking her phone and scrolling through social media. At this point in time, she didn’t really care about whatever was going on, Hannah had gotten over the fact that he wasn’t about to tell her willingly, so there wasn’t much point in continuing on about it. Right now, she kind of just wanted to see where this would go.}

_{Hannah wasn’t about to budge, her decision was made and she was going to stick to it, no matter what he said. She was more amused by his childish tantrums that entirely made her want to push him further, rather than do what she knew he wanted her to. Hannah didn’t really want to be there, sitting in his lap, she’d be lying if she said he wasn’t attractive, because he was, but that didn’t mean she wanted anything like this with him for real. Hannah had made the decision to put herself in this situation, but it wasn’t for the intentions that somebody would assume walking past and seeing.}

_{Her head snapped up to him when he took her phone, but she didn’t see anything angry or intimidating about his movements. Until she saw it, students walking nearby. Hannah sighed, clenching her jaw, subtly trying to fight him. If this was some sort of ploy to just worsen the rumours, it apparently worked. Hannah could hear the giggling and talking coming from the students, who’d stopped to stare. “Pretty rich coming from you, fuckboy” The very moment he let go of her, she snatched her phone, immediately checking her feed. Hannah watched, furious, as a photo of the pair was uploaded.}

_{Hannah glared at him, “You are the worst” she snapped at him. Turning her phone off, she felt his phone vibrate under her leg. Smirking, Hannah grabbed his arms, pushing them away from her entirely, she twisted and scooted off him, nimbly making her way onto the ground, swinging her bag over one shoulder. Whatever rumours that were inevitably being spread about the two of them now, it was too late to fix. The damage had been done and everyone was bound to have seen the photo by next period. Hannah sighed, wishing the day was over and she could go home.}

_{Frowning, she shook her head. There was nothing stopping her. Tucking her phone into her pocket, she began making her way towards the parking lot. If she had to suffer another round of insults and threats and nasty comment, Hannah was doing it with coffee and Netflix. Regretting her decision already, she turned back to him, “You’re welcome to come with me if you’re not too busy being an egotistical jerk” Hannah sneered. Not really bothering waiting for an answer, she turned back, crossing the short distance to the parking lot. Hannah unlocked her car and got in, chucking her bag into the back seat. Plugging in her phone to charge, she flicked on the engine.}

_{Hannah smiled to herself as he got in. She kind of guessed he would come, it easily beat doing whatever shit he was doing by himself down there. Whatever had caused his little angry attitude, it seemed to be pretty bad for something like that. She hadn’t seen him pissed before, but if she wasn’t so stubborn, it might have scared her. He had seemed genuinely dangerous, which was equally intimidating and amusing. Hannah pulled out of the parking lot, not bothering to check whichever teacher had began walking towards her. She’d deal with it tomorrow, if she decided to go, that was.}

_{The sudden change in mood confused her, Sergio had seen something on his phone which clearly pissed him off, but then was all fine again. Hannah wasn’t likely going to push him to tell her again, he clearly didn’t want to. But it still interested her, being the result of her personality, not the liking of him. Hannah laughed, grinning over at him. “Oh, really now? Don’t even lie, I know you enjoyed it” She teased, flicking her hair over her shoulder. Hannah was glad he wasn’t in a pissy mood still, he was much more fun to be around like this than when he was in a bad mood.}

_{She rolled her eyes, but despite whatever he was bound to say, Hannah did want to get food. Heading down the road, towards the main shopping area, she let the air conditioning blast, the heat had built up from the black exterior of the car. Despite how much she loved the car, Hannah wasn’t about to get a new paint job just for that small issue, besides, the black made it look amazing. She had become known around the neighbourhood for having the black Aston Martin DB11. It was kind of her thing, besides her track record of street racing.}

_{“Whatever. Where do you wanna go then?”}

_{Hannah chuckled. “Don’t kid yourself, we both know you loved it” She didn’t mean anything by it, it was just light-hearted fun. If he was taking it the wrong way, it was his problem. She nodded and turned the corner heading to a nearby burger joint. If he thought for a second, she was spending a shit ton of money on him, he was bound to be disappointed. Besides, she didn’t need to flex her wealth on him, her car and clothes often said enough. Her friends knew not to expect her to spend too much money of them either, they’d earned a good rant about it when they had.}

_{“Boy you wish. All mine, baby” Hannah told him, letting her hand glide over the wheel as she turned into the parking lot. Leaning behind her, she grabbed her bag and her phone. Gesturing to the door, she got out, softly closing the door. As she locked the car, Hannah looked over as she heard some guy wolf whistle her. Ignoring it, she ducked her head and kept walking. Hannah felt her jaw clench and an angry smirk on her face as she heard the obscene words being yelled at her. She turned, facing the young man who had catcalling her.}

_{A part of her didn’t want to retaliate. Hannah had too many strikes on her record to get into a street fight with some random guy over this. But her ego was too big for her not to do anything about it. She was partly used to this sort of thing, but that didn’t mean at all that she didn’t do anything about it. Hannah had standards to uphold, she didn’t really care too much for the collateral damage in the crossfire. It had never really bothered her if people had gotten hurt. She hadn’t really gotten close enough to anybody to be upset if they got hurt because of her. When you did the shit Hannah did, you couldn’t really get close to people, it just put them at risk. Besides, she preferred to work alone, at least then if things went badly, she had nobody but herself to blame, and that if she did it right, there wasn’t anybody Hannah had to spilt the profits with.}

_{“Listen here moron, you shut your mouth before I shut it for you. Got it?”}