Pick-A-Road, ME! [me reader txt] 📗

teeth?" Dean runs the tip of his pointer over his lips.

"What? No." I say with an amused breath.

"Well you're looking at me like I have a penis attached to my forehead."

I open my mouth to speak, than shut it. Who even thinks of that specific image, let alone says it aloud, I think. But I don't voice my thoughts. I shake my head to rid of the awkward mental image, "No, um, it's just...You told...you love Mrs. Bowman?"

"You mean Rachel? Yeah!" he says like I'm dumbest person in the world. Does he not get what I'm getting at. I widen my eyes, and then so do his. "Ohhhhhhh! Oh! Oh! Oh! You thought...No, um...Rachel. Mrs. Bowman is my aunt."

I mouth 'O' as I let out a breath of relief.....why am I relieved? I have no idea. "Okay, I was about to say..."

"Yeah..."

"So...did you need something." Dean finally says after an awkward moment.

"Oh, yeah, um." I look over my shoulder, Josh's car is no where to be found. Neither's Nathan. "I just wanted to say--" I clear my throat "--that I'm sorry. For what I said earlier, I mean."

Dean nods, a faint smile brushing his lips. "Okay...what do you want?"

"What do you mean?" I ask completley dumbfounded.

Dean shifted his weight onto his other foot, a single strand of brown hair falling into the way of his greyish hazel eyes. "You said you're sorry, I accept. Now what do you need?"

"Nothing." I say way to quickly to sound convinsing. Dean stares at me knowingly for a moment, till I break. "Okay, fine, um...I know this might be wierd, since I barely know you and all."

"But?"

"But...I need a ride."

Dean rubs at the scruff on his chin as he smils. His eyes glance over my body, from head to toe. A shiver travels up my spine, when his eyes linger on my bare legs. I had decided to where the tight black skirt, which just

meets school requirements, that Josh bought me for his

birthday.

"You sure?" Dean asks with an amused smirk plastered to his face. It made him look dangerous and mischevious, and a little crazy, but I'll admit my heart fluttered.

"Well, there's no one else here for me to ask." I say looking over my shoulder at the vacant parking lot.

Dean shrugs and sighs, "Alright. Follow me."


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A/N
* So what do you guys think so far? Is it good or do you prefer the original? And please be honest, for you won't be dissing Chloe. She's helping me do this rewrite.

Thnx, kitty.kat.vasquez !

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Text: ME!
Images: Monica Adrian
Editing: Chloe Knox
Publication Date: 10-30-2012

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