Chapter 4

Freya Rose

A white Hummer with blacked out windows pulled up behind the bus. It was blaring out music, and it was glitter and gold by Barns Courtney, the same song I had as my ring tone.

I think I like this guy already, I thought to myself.

“Come on, that's our ride, Fi,” Mason said to me as he stood up, while still managing to carry me somehow.

“I can walk Mason,” I said with a giggle.

“I don't want you to,” He replied firmly.

He was more dominant in his tone this time and it was so hot. He carried me over to the Hummer, and a guy got out of the driver's side. I assumed it was Evan. He was similar to Mason, he had light brown hair, with green eyes and he was very handsome too. I'd say around the same sort of age as Mason, or maybe a little older.

“Evan, Freya. Freya, Evan,” Mason introduced us.

“Nice to meet you,” I greeted him politely.

I reached out my hand for him to shake, he shook my hand and greeted me,

“Hi,