<span style="font-style: italic">"Need a ride? Itâ€™s not safe out here for a girl to be alone out here like thisâ€¦" </span>His voice was soft, and caring. It froze her from taking another step. She hardly thought the car would of actually stopped, and honestly she was afraid because it did. Carefully she twirled towards the voice. Her gold lock seeming to bounce as she did so.<br/><br/>"Hey if I needed a ride â€¦I would of already gotten one." She spat. Her arrogant self  always had to have a come back. " And anyways why would I get in a car with a total stranger." She tapped her foot irritated. The guy was hot, but she had learned that being hot only meant that the guy was an asshole. She opened her bag and grabbed one of her water bottles and took a swig out of it. As cars whizzed by beeping their horn in annoyance. She gave them one single hand sign. Her middle finger. She was determined to get to the competition for singing. " Anyway what does it matter to you that Im alone? Apparently no one else cares." She took another swig and kicked a rock that was underfoot. The sun was now blazing down on her, and she was sweating from the heat. But pushed it off. It wasnâ€™t any big deal. As long as she could prove to her parents that her dream would work.<br/><br/>Then again would her parents ever take her back. Probably not. She shouldnâ€™t even consider them parents. For all theyâ€™ve done for her. Fact was she was alone. It would be real nice to have a partner to travel with. In fact it seemed too good. She didnâ€™t really wanna walk anymore. Her feet hurt, and her body ached. But she was determined, and that made the pain easier. But it would be nice for once to sit. Then she shook her head. It was out of considerationâ€¦he was a stranger. For all she knew he could want to kill her. Though he didnâ€™t look the type. Way too cute.<span style="font-style: italic">"It couldnâ€™t be that bad?" could it." </span>She thought pondering weather to actually give the guy a chance.