After the events of yesterday I did a lot of thinking.

Although I want to win the three kisses challenge, I don't think it's worth getting caught up in stuff that could ruin my life.

I need to actually stay away from Liam. I know I've thought about it before but I'm actually going to go through with it now. I don't want to get involved with drugs, alcohol, or whatever other illegal things he does.

I didn't realize until last night, just how different I am from him. I don't skip school, I get good grades, I've never broken the law.

He's the total opposite and that's dangerous for me.

I'm going to stay away from him. I have to.

"Earth to Emma." Steph called, snapping her fingers in front of my face to bring me out of my thoughts.

"Sorry, I just have a lot on my mind. What were you saying?" I apologized, taking a bite out of my turkey sandwich after I spoke.

"I was just talking about how crappy this cafeteria salad is." Steph explained, grimacing at the food in front of her.

I looked around the cafeteria at everyone else eating their lunch, I didn't see anyone but Steph with a salad.

"I think everyone except for you knows just how bad the salad is." I teased, passing her half of my sandwich.

"Thanks." She muttered through a mouth full of food.

Very attractive Steph.

"I hope Lisa feels better soon, it feels like somethings missing without her here." I said.

This morning we both got a text from Lisa saying she wasn't going to be at school because she has strep throat.

Steph nodded in agreement, "Our poor girl."

Just as I stuffed the last bite of sandwich in my mouth, the bell rang, so we quickly packed up and went our separate ways.

Lucky for me I made it to class with time to spare so I got to pick whichever seat I wanted.

I decided to sit in the front row, Liam would never be caught dead up here so I won't have to worry about him bugging me.

I already made it through our first class together without talking to him, seeing as he skipped. Hopefully I can dodge him again.

Unfortunately for me, luck wasn't on my side today because right before the bell rang Liam stepped through the door. But he chose to sit at the seat in the back instead of the only other empty seat, beside me, so I kind of dodged him after all.

I stifled a triumphant smile when the teacher began speaking because I didn't have anyone beside me to distract me from the lesson.

Before today I had no idea what we were even learning in this class, Liam was either talking to me or on my mind enough to distract me. But not anymore.

Class passed in a blur of notes and boring educational videos, and when the bell rang I packed up my things as quickly as possible so I could get out of there.

This class sucks!

I just got into the hallway when someone grabbed my hand and spun me around.

"Are you avoiding me?" Liam asked, still holding onto my hand.

"Look Liam, we're not friends and I don't want to be your friend. I'm not going to get sucked into your world of drugs and hookers or whatever." I told him, pulling my hand away.

I decided to be blunt instead of beating around the bush so I could get my point across. What I said might be hurtful but it's not my job to care about hurting his feelings, I have to put myself first.

Confusion flashed in his golden eyes as he processed what I said.

"You don't like me?" He finally asked, but it came out as more of a statement.

I nodded, "I don't like you, you're a bad influence. Now I have to go to class, I don't want to be late."

With that I walked off in the direction of my last class, leaving a very confused Liam in my wake.

I know I was harsh with him but I don't want to be involved with him in any way, he needs to know that.

When I arrived to class it felt like a breath of fresh air. I didn't have to deal with Liam, all I had to do is pay attention to the lesson.

The teacher came in a minute later and my favourite class, Art, started.

Mrs. Wilkinson gave us tips on how to paint a realistic tree and then everyone got their easel and paint set up and began painting.

I love painting, it makes me forget about all of my problems and stress. I can pour my emotions into my art work, it's like therapy for me.

As I began on the trunk of my tree, the P.A system sounded and a voice called me to the office and told me to bring my things.

I quickly shoved all of my stuff into my backpack and made my way to the office, trying to rack my brain for anything I could've done to get in trouble.

I wasn't late for any classes, I'm wearing appropriate clothes, I didn't skip school. I've done nothing to warrant a trip to the office.

When I arrived, standing just outside the door to the office was a smirking Liam.

"I got you out of class. You're welcome." He explained.

"You did what? How? Why? I thought I was in trouble!" I exclaimed.

He laughed, "I bribed the student secretary, and as for why; because I felt like it. I'm going to show you just how fun being the bad boy can be."

I could practically feel the steam coming out of my ears. How dare he take me out of my favourite class!

"When are you going to get it through that thick skull of yours? I don't want anything to do with you or your bad boy tendencies." I spat, and then proceeded to storm past him and toward the doors. If I don't have to go to class I guess I'll just go home.

"Oh c'mon Emma. Live a little. You're so stuck up. You think you're better than me just because you're a goody two shoes. Get over yourself." Liam called after me.

I stopped dead in my tracks, my anger reaching a level I'd never experienced before.

"I don't want to be like you, you're a violent, low life druggie that will probably end up in jail. That's not the future I want." I hissed, spinning around to look him in the eye as I spoke.

I could feel my face turn red in anger but I didn't care. This guy was getting on my last nerve.

"Listen princess, you have no idea what you're talking about. It's not fair that you're judging me without knowing anything about me." He spat, saying princess like it was a curse word.

I flinched at the anger in his voice but I wasn't backing down.

"I don't need to know you to know that you're a bad influence. I don't want to be around people like you."

He threw his hands up in exasperation, "Just give me a chance! That's all I'm asking for. Just come with me right now, and I'll show you who I really am."

I narrowed my eyes at him, seeing his golden orbs pleading with me to give him a chance.

There's no way in hell I'm going with him. I thought to myself.

But what came out of my mouth was something very different, "Fine. Let's go."

"Really?" He breathed, disbelief written all over his stupidly attractive face.

I shrugged, "I have nothing better to do."

I can't go back to class because the teacher thinks I'm done for the day, seeing as I was asked to take my stuff with me, and I just remembered that dad is working from home today so I can't go there either.

I know I said I'd stay away from Liam but I have nowhere to go and the things he said struck a cord.

Live a little.

You think you're better than me.

Get over yourself.

Maybe I was being too harsh. I haven't given him a chance to show me that he's not everything I think he is.

"Well Emma, you're in for a treat. It just so happens that I was feeling extra bad today so I rode my motorcycle to school." Liam informed me as we walked out of school, his demeanour much more happy now that he got his way.

Oh hell no!

I violently shook my head, "There's no way I'm getting on that thing. I don't have a death wish."

He rolled his eyes and handed me an extra helmet as he got on the bike, "It's a great rush. I really think you'll like it if you give it a shot."

Live a little.

Damn him.

Without another word, I strapped the helmet on and got on behind him.

"Wrap your arms around my waist and hold on tight. That's all you have to do. And if you get too scared just tap your finger three times and I'll stop." He instructed, waiting for me to wrap my arms around him before starting up the motorcycle.

If my dad knew what I was doing right now he'd have a heart attack. I'm practically having a heart attack, I could feel my erratic heartbeat over the sound of the motorcycle.

"Here we go." Liam said, and seconds later we were off.

This isn't so bad I thought, although we were still in the school's parking lot.

My mind quickly changed when we got onto the actual road and started going a lot faster.

I held onto Liam as tightly as I could and closed my eyes, terrified for my life. I can't believe people willingly do this!

The wind was loud in my ears and my hair flew in all directions as we sped down road after road.

As we drove I got more and more comfortable until I felt brave enough to open my eyes.

This is such a thrill!

When we pulled up to our destination and Liam turned off the bike, I was actually disappointed.

"Alright princess, how was that?" He asked when we were both off the bike and rid of helmets.

"Don't call me princess." I told him, crossing my arms so he knew I meant business.

Liam raised his hands in surrender, "Alright alright."

"That was such a rush! I felt so alive and free." I gushed, answering the question he originally asked.

He raised his eyebrows as if to say I told you so.

I looked away from his smug expression and for the first time since we parked, I studied our surroundings. There was nothing but dense forest and the highway.

"We are at my favourite place in the whole world." He explained, being annoyingly vague.

"Your favourite place is a random spot in the woods?" I asked, crinkling my nose up in confusion.

Liam rolled his eyes, "No, follow me."

With that he walked into the woods with me trailing closely behind. There's no way I'm getting lost out here.

We walked in a peaceful silence for about ten minutes before something other than trees came into view.

"That right there, is my hideout." Liam told me, pointing to the cabin we were approaching.

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