Then, without the slightest hesitation, she opened the door and slid gracefully inside—not beside the driver, but directly onto his lap.
"She—she sat on him?!" someone squealed.
"Holy shit! Did you see that? She didn't even think twice!"
The car door shut with a sharp thunk, and then the sports car roared to life.
Tires screeched against the pavement, leaving faint streaks of smoke as the car surged forward.
Within seconds, it was gone, leaving only a blur of red at the school gates.
The courtyard was left in chaos.
Students gawked at each other, mouths hanging open, voices overlapping in disbelief.
"What the hell just happened?!"
"Is Nina cheating on Zack?!"
"No way, maybe it's just a ride?"
"A ride? She sat on the driver's lap! Who does that?!"
Rumors spread like wildfire. Some swore they saw her kiss the driver before the car took off.
Others claimed Carrie looked completely comfortable with the situation, as though she had expected it.
