Isye closed her locker door, to see Ryan Ross leaning on the locker next to hers. He was the hottest guy in the whole school; all the girls were head over heels in love with him. He smiled at her and she just had to smile back.

"What do you want Ross?" She asked turning away and walking, so she could catch the bus.

"I was just wondering if you need a ride home?" He said catching up to her.

"I’m sorry but, I Brendon is waiting for me on the bus." She wanted to go with him so bad but her mom would kill her just for looking at a guy like him. He wasn’t exactly a goody two shoes looking guy, which her mom wanted her to go out with. But to her he was absolutely hot.

"Don’t worry I told him I was probably going to take you home." Isye stopped and turned toward him biting her bottom lip, trying to think. Which Ryan thought looked hot.

"Isn’t it a little out of your way though?" She shifted her backpack so it was more comfortable.

"I’m going to your house any way. Brendon is auditioning for my band." Isye bit her lip again.

"I don’t know my mom will kill me if I even think about it." Now she really wanted to go with him.

"Well you probably already missed the bus, so you might as well let me take you home." Isye looked at the clock that was closest to them.

"Yeah I guess your right, I’ll go." She followed him to the student parking lot and looked around. It was practically empty.

"Which one is your car?" He looked back at her.

"That rusty old Buick over there." He pointed to a silver Buick century.

"It’s not so bad, I’ve seen worse." Isye commented before getting in.

"So I see your mother is kind of strict." Ryan looked at Isye while he was driving.

"Only really with me, Brendon’s her little B-bear. Let’s just say that if you looked up uptight in the dictionary there would be a picture of my mom." Ryan let out a chuckle.

"So your mom doesn’t like you to date?"

"She let’s me date it’s just that I have to date geeks that are likely to live with there mothers for the rest of their lives. She’s afraid that if I go out with a guy like you, I’ll be corrupted. As if I’m not already." Ryan let out a laugh.

"You bad, right." Isye stuck her tongue out at him and he did the same.

"For your information, I lie every weekend. I say that I’m studying with my friends when really I go out partying."

"But have you had sex before?" Ryan looked at her and she blushed.

"No but have you and don’t lie to me." She said pointing a finger at him.

"No." He finally said after a couple of seconds.

"Ha so your not one to judge about whether I’m bad or not."

"Hey, remember you’re the one that said I was a bad influence." Ryan pointed out. Ryan pulled into Isye’s drive way and they saw that her mother was on the steps waiting.

"Uh-oh, I’m in for it." Isye whispered to Ryan as she got out of the car.