When they walked out, Josephine walked in a direction that was opposite to where Seth had parked his bike. Seth reasoned that he was probably gonna die tomorrow when he showed up for school so it wouldn't matter if he showed her his bike. And besides, he would be devastated if anything happened to it. He had earned that thing through two years of hard work and there was no way he was going to lose it because he left it overnight on a street corner in Upper Manhattan. So he asked her to go the other way. This caused her to say, "I thought that you're the one whose supposed to follow me." To which he replied, "Yeah, but my ride is back there." She then asked why he would drive in a city like New York. At this he was glad to know something that she did not and replied with a "You'll see."
When they got to his bike and Seth told her that this was his ride, he heard her mutter something along the lines of "didn't see that one coming." He asked if she said something and she said, "Look...I'm no coward and there isn't much that I'm not willing to do, but you're crazy if you think I'm getting on that death trap with you." Seth said, "So you'll pick a fight with a sociopath, but you won't get on a motorcycle?" She said, "That girl wasn't a sociopath. She was just...really angry. And I didn't pick a fight. I was just making sure that nothing serious happened to that wi- girl." Seth thought, "'Wi-girl?' I don't think she'll answer me if I question her about it. Anyways, I have to think of a way to get rid of her weird motorcycle fear without being a complete jackass about it...I've got it!"
Seth quietly said, "How would you like to make a deal?" She was apparently lost in her thoughts because her reply was, "Come again?" Seth said, "I asked if you would like to make a deal with me." She nervously asked, "What sort of deal?" Seth replied, "It's simple really. If you agree to ride on my bike to wherever we're headed, I'll do something for you. And that something will be completely up to you." She said, "That's some deal, but I'm not getting on that thing." Seth paused and then said, "Oh, I understand if your scared." She got closer to him and said, "I'm not scared of anything!" He stepped closer and then said, "So are you in or out?" In the heat of the moment she replied, "Oh, I am so in." Seth then went to his bike grabbed his helmet and said, "Great, here you go. Just put this on and direct me while I drive." Josephine had a really confused look on her face and looked like she was about to argue, but only muttered a swear as she got on his bike.
Ten minutes later, they arrived at their destination with Seth's ears still ringing from Josephine shouting directions in his ear and his ribs throbbing from how hard she was gripping his waist during the drive here. When they both got off, Seth looked around and saw that they were somewhere in Lower Manhattan. He saw Josephine enter what looked like some club and said, "Wait, why are you going in a club?" She answered,"'Cause this is the place." He said,"This is a club. Why would they let a couple of teenagers into here?" She smiled and said, "Don't worry. The owners are old friends of my dad and know my face since they were the first to meet us after we moved in. Now relax and come in." Seth questioned his sanity again and then figured what the hell. Today was a day for doing stupid things and if he was going down, he might as well go down with a bang.
When they entered, there were a couple people playing pool in the corner, a bartender in the back, and two girls and a guy cleaning the place up. When we entered, the bartender looked up and waved to Josephine. Seth saw her walk to him and quickly followed. Seth thought that this guy fit his opinion on what a bartender in a seedy club in lower Manhattan was supposed to look like. He looked to be in his late thirties or early forties with purple hair and brown eyes that were almost black. He was also twice the size of Seth and two inches taller. All in all, not someone that Seth wanted to piss off so he stuck close to Josephine and kept his mouth shut.
Then Josephine whispered something to the bartender, but it was too low for him to catch. Josephine then straitened up and said, "Oh, right I forgot to make introductions. Seth this guy is my dad's old friend and owner/bartender of the place, Jack Giftzahn. Jack this is my classmate and sort-of friend Seth Drak." The bartender stopped cleaning the glass in his hands and asked,"Drak? You wouldn't happen to share any relation with Aleksander Drak?" Seth said, "Yeah, he's my dad, but how do you know him?" Jack gave Josephine a look that said,"Where'd you find this brat?" He then turned to Seth and said, "Let's just say that when your dad first moved here, we didn't get off on the right foot and still wouldn't be what you would call...'friends.'" He said this nice enough, but Jack looked like he really wanted to kill Seth for being related to his dad. Seth filed this tidbit for later so that he could ask his dad why Jack hated him so much and how he had even met Jack.
A voice said, "Don't take offense from him. He's just mad about losing to your old man. When your dad first moved here, he caused quite a stir and this guy still can't get over the fact that he lost a fistfight to your father." Seth thought that he must have heard her wrong. His dad was the type who was more comfortable with his nose in a book than with a fist in his face. Not only that, but Seth's dad was always telling him how violence is never the answer and he should figure out some other way to solve a situation before striking with his fists. Even now he could hear his dad's voice telling him to use that head of his to think instead of getting involved in something stupid. Seth respected his dad, but he thought that his advice had taken the next bus out of here the moment he had decided to get involved in that fight in school.
"I think you have the wrong Aleksander Drak. My dad isn't the type to fight," replied Seth. The voice in question belonged to a women in her mid-thirties who Seth took to be Jack's wife from the way she draped her arm around Jack's waist. She then said, "Is he a few inches taller than you with a lean frame, and your coloring?" Seth said, "Yes, bu-" "Then, he's definitely your dad." Seth felt like this would be the end of the discussion from how matter of fact her tone was. He then heard the door open and someone walked in. The guy who walked in tapped Seth on the back and said, "Požár, co to sakra ještě děláš naživu?!" This was quickly followed by a sucker punch in his only good eye that made Seth faint for the second time in one day.
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