We walked to the parking lot, and I asked them if they drove or rode the bus. Diesel responded that they drove so we walked over to their car. It was a black 4-door Lexus. Of course, they would drive a luxury vehicle. Diesel got in the driver's seat and motioned for me to get in the passenger seat. Jaydan took the backseat. I gave directions to my house, but otherwise the ride was silent. It was a cross between awkward and comfortable, if such a thing even existed. "I've got to warn you. My dad, well, he's more than just your typical overprotective dad-type."
"You mentioned that earlier," Jaydan said from the backseat.
"Yeah, well, just know that you've been warned," I replied cryptically. We got to my house in just under 20 minutes. I told them to wait in the car, and I woul
