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"Nope, I'm going to carry it once we get to school as well. Like I said, I don't mind." He hummed, slinging both bags over his shoulders trying to balance with the heavy book bags.

"What?~" He sang out softly, putting the two bags in the back of her car with a soft smile. "You're driving, the least I can do is carry your book bag. Besides, we both have English class together."

Getting into the car himself, he leaned over to peck her cheek. "How many more weeks of school do we have left?" Brad asked her, sitting back in his seat.

(That's a really long time from now, as I'm pretty sure it's March. Overall, that's more than four months)

(Uh… alright…)

"That's so long from now…" Brad groaned outwardly, watching the road fly by as the drove. "I really had hoped it was sooner."

"So we don't have 21 weeks of actual school stuff, just 16?" He asked her in a hum, trying to do the math mentally.

"Alright, that makes sense. So we've got five weeks of partying." Brad grinned, fiddling with a spare coin he had found in the dashboard of her car.

"Don't the three major schools around here, like plan together so we can meet more seniors?" Brad asked, running a hand through his hair.

Nodding softly, Brad leaned over to watch her drive better. “Sounds like a real fun time.”

"Thanks love," He hummed with a soft smile, starting to get out of the car. "Oh, and you might want to pull the top of your dress up. Just a little bit at least." He mumbled to her, before pushing the car door open so he could pull the bags out of the back.

"No, I mean it. Things got… heated last night, if I recall correctly." Brad hummed softly, having both of their bags on their shoulders.

Snickering slightly, he rolled his eyes before coming over to open her door. "Haha, very funny." Brad said rather sarcastically. "But I think you know what I meant."

"It's actually a little lower." He said softly, pulling the door open for her. "It's barely noticeable, I was just telling you." Brad shrugged holding his hand out to her. "Princess,"

Leaning over, he nuzzled her cheek with his nose as they walked. "You're gorgeous, darling." He purred, pressing his lips to her cheek with a sweet smile.

"Am not~" He pouted playfully, leading her up to the English classroom. "Do we have a pep-rally this morning? Or is that later in the day?" Brad asked her, holding the door.