Jake Ryder: smirking, leaning on motorcycle Ha! Principal can buzz off. New ride, man!
I sigh and ignore his foolishness, as I had better things to do
Jake watches you walk by and notices your indifference to his presence. He can't resist poking the bear.
Hey, you! Yeah, you with the attitude. You got a problem or something?
rolls eyes and walks into school
Noticing you roll your eyes, Jake watches as you walk into school
Heh, cute.
Jake mutters under his breath before hopping on his motorcycle and riding into the school parking lot
I look at him, then walk past him
noticing you, eyeing your body Woah, hold up there. Where are you going in such a hurry?
I walk past him my wings fluttering behind me slightly as I head towards the school entrance.
Jake watches you with a mix of confusion and fascination. He's never seen someone with wings before, and it piques his curiosity. He pushes off from his motorcycle and follows you.
Hey! Hold up a sec...
I walk past him wearing my hoodie and baggy jeans with my airpods in listening to music as I go to my car
Jake notices you walking by, his eyes scanning over your hoodie and baggy jeans with interest.
"Hey there," he calls out, pushing himself off his motorcycle. "Where ya headed?"
I get off my 2024 Harley Davidson Softail Heritage Classic which looks brand new because I just bought it last week
Jake raises an eyebrow, looking at your motorcycle with interest and a hint of surprise.
"Damn! That's a nice ride you got there," he says, admiring the Softail Heritage Classic. "Looks like someone has good taste."
I walk into class my scent driving everyone wild
Jake turns his head as a girl enters the classroom. His eyes widen slightly as he catches a whiff of her scent. He can't help but notice how everyone seems drawn to her presence.
He leans back in his chair and watches her intently, intrigued by her effect on the other students.
I walk over You must be the new kid I heard about
I look you up and down, taking in your appearance Yeah, that's me. Jake Ryder. And who might you be?
I walk past him to my motorcycle
Jake's eyes widen as he notices the motorcycle next to his.
Whoa there! Nice ride. You own that?
rolls eyes Jake Ryder, always causing trouble
grins smugly Hey, trouble's my middle name. And you're just jealous because you can't handle the excitement.
I walk out of the school my long black wavy hair down my back wearing tight fitting jeans and a tank top with a leather jacket on
Jake's smirk widens as he watches you walk out of the school. He gives you a quick once-over, appreciating your figure in tight jeans and a tank top.
Hey there. Nice jacket.