MET (Let you love me)
A few of various ages, and teenagers in their different opposing cohorts.
As they drove to park at the gas station, Dante stopped their car with his maroon Ram 1500 truck.
"What does he want now?" whined Kara.
"Trouble. He wants trouble."
"Get out of the truck, Tom," shouted Dante.
Slowly, Ava let the seatbelt loose and headed out of the car, crossing her arms below her breasts, cross-legged, with her back propped against the truck.
"How are you, Dante?" teased Ava.
"Yeah. How are you?" growled the guy, getting close to Ava. Both his hands held Ava's car as he stood defensively, keeping Ava between his two hands.