Love and Math In Between

10 //moaning and bikerides//

Sometimes, all it takes is to be you.

"Oh my god", I moan in pleasure. 'Mmmm so good."

Marshal hushes me. "Amber keep it down". 'These sounds are not appreciated."

"I know. But it's so good." I moan again.

We sat in a corner booth at a restaurant , Marshal took me after school. And wow, moving was totally worth it if I got to eat such good food. I seriously owe Marshal one for bringing me to this restaurant.

"Enjoying the Pizza a little too much, aren't we?" Marshal laughs.

"Dude it's so good. I mean , I've had a fair share of good Pizza in my life. Heck, I've even been to Italy's oldest pizza places but this stuff, right here beats them all hands down."

Marshal snickers , "Amber, calm down. It's just pizza at a place I've been eating from all my life".

"BOY, you are blessed",I say dramatically.

He laughs again. "So we've written out the plot at school. So after you finish eating the pizza which you practically worship now, we'll go pick up some clothes. Okay?"

"Wait wait , I think I have a white blouse like summer wears in the scene. I am sure I have the high waist grey trousers. So I'm all set. It's just your clothing now"

"Oh you don't worry about me.I'll manage." He gives me a thumbs-up.

"Uh Uh no. Marshal needs to be perfect. We're going to shop for you. I'm not leaving until I see you in Tom's exact attire." I say seriously.

"Amber, don't you think I'm a tad bit tall to be Tom?" He utters.

I imagine him. The practically Greek God in front of me was practically a walking Eiffel Tower. And Tom in the movie was pretty short.

I laugh at my imagination , " Your choice of scene dear Marshal. But don't worry I'm not too short either. We'll match up" I say to inspire some confidence in him.

"First the girl wants to take me shopping , now she's talking about the great pair we are. She loves my already," he says cockily

There he was again. I roll my eyes and stare down at him and sigh.

But he's laughing genuinely and his eyes indicate he doesn't do that much. Somewhere in me and my petite little mind , I laugh with him too.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

He owned a Harley Davidson Street 750 matte black edition. That thing was a beauty on wheels. The sun shines beautifully at the golden and the Harley looks ravishing. "Liking it too much aren't you?" I hear Marshal beam.

"Of course. The 750 is a beauty" I exclaim.

"You know a thing or two about motorcycles huh?" He asks in shock.

What is with boys thinking girls don't know anything about bikes.

I take a deep breath , " Harley Davidson street 750 is a cruiser bike. It's the first lightweight motorcycle since the 1974 sprint. It has a 749 CC engine and has a 6 speed manual gearbox", I say proudly. "Want more?" I raise an eyebrow.

He looks stunned. "Wha-! How! How do you know so much?"

"I'm into motorcycles. They're beautiful" I smile.

He is still shocked and after a moment it disappears and the default cocky Marshal look appears. "Want to go for a ride on this?" He asks ,"Or are you one of those chicks who are afraid of bikes?"