Somewhere between the time that Kavi had skipped out on the school day of Friday and when he woke up from a power nap that he took around three or so, Kavi was getting himself ready for Homecoming, which wasn’t technically going to happen for an entire school day later, but he had other things to do in the day that didn’t include being one of those guys that just automatically showed up at their date’s houses.
Would it have been the good, decent thing to get there early? Probably, but anyone who knew Kavi by now would know that he was anything but that.
So, instead of Kavi Salvador showing up at April Foster’s place right away, he made it his known mission to visit a few places before making his way back to Crown Heights. Among those things he had to do, Kavi had to make sure that he looked the best that he could, so he made a trip to Miami to get his hair done. It took a special kind of gel and hairspray and overall treatment to get the silky smooth texture that his hair often had. It certainly wasn’t natural. For something this great - and by extension, the someone - Kavi had to put in the work. But it was so worth it when he touched it.
Once he made his grand return around six (or close to it, anyway), he took the keys to one of the three cars the Salvador-Parata driveway. Today, Kavi was feeling like driving his father’s pride and joy, a mint green ferrari
. Everyone knew it was Italian based on how it purred through the streets. Even though Kavi knew where she lived, he wanted to show it off. There was no doubt in his mind she heard it.
By the time he finished his arrogant rounds, Kavi parked the spring green car in front of April’s house. The man of mixed Hispanic and Asian blood came strolling confidently in a reverse white and black suit, though he bore no tie. If anyone had to gauge him at this very moment, they’d say he looked like a fuckboy from Tampa Bay. those entitled pricks really knew how to look like they belonged in an early-2000s Romantic Comedy.
And then came Kavi’s knocks. There were three of them and they were somewhat hard. And when he was greeted by a male, he smiled. “Hello sir, April Foster, a party of two. Your Carriage is ready,”
Kavi said as if he was some fucking waiter to a person he knew was her father.“Sweety? Your...date is here to pick you up.”
April’s father called out from the front door, glancing suspiciously at Kavi.”I’m coming!!”
April called out as she quickly corrected a few stray locks of hair. She paced out of her room, making sure to grab her small purse on her way. As she got to the door, she took in a breath before revealing herself to Kavi.”Well, how do I look?”
She asked, a nervous smile on her face. Hopefully, the nerves would be associated with the date and not with...no. Not now. It was homecoming and she was going to enjoy it, dammit!
Kavi took no steps in trying and hide how he looked her up and down. He gave her a smirk, eyes going from her round, slightly-pudgy face to her body and the curves that came with it. He honestly didn’t know what was better: her body or how her dress complimented it. The black and gold in appeal alone was worthy of someone to ride beside Kavi, but the way the fabric really hugged her body was another story. If it wasn’t for her father being in the house, Kavi had half of a mind to take her into her room, although given the first impressions they had of each other, it was probably not something she wanted to do.“You look hot,”
he stated rather simply. Truthfully, it was his honest-to-god opinion. “You’re going to make Diadumbo jealous without question.”
He just had to make that comment. Again, it was another truthful one from his lips.“Can’t say I’m surprised by that answer, coming from you.”
April replied, her deep brown eyes giving him a quick once over. “I guess you clean up pretty decently as well.”
April had to admit once again that Kavi was certainly attractive, at least on the outside.
What wasn’t attractive though, was that ungodly monstrosity of a Ferrari that now sat in her driveway. In April’s mind, whoever had decided to put that color of mint green onto a beautiful Ferrari 458 should be brought out into the street and shot. “We’re not riding to homecoming in that are we? What the hell did you do to the poor thing?”
she inquired, motioning to Kavi’s car. Pacing over to it, April ran her fingers gently across the painted surface. After a moment of silence next to the car, she glanced to Kavi and then spoke to the car much like a parent would speak to a toddler “I’ll save you from his poor taste baby, don’t you worry.”
He just gave her a look. It was the sort of glance that was one that was born from shock as if she had the audacity to assume his father’s prized Ferrari 458 was his own choosing. “I don’t know what’s more offending,”
he paused, turning to face her from his previous position of admiring his father’s Ferrari. To him it was priceless (even if others thought it was trash). “The fact that you don’t like it or that you seem to not like my father’s taste in colors,”
he said, somewhat rolling his eyes at April. “But of course, if you don’t like it, you’re free to walk to the country club. I’m not sure how far you’ll get in those shoes, though.”
He said, offering her a smug shrug. “I think it’s more offending that your father chose that color for a Ferrari. The only colors a Ferrari should ever be is red, black, yellow or white. Certainly not that….odd choice of green.”
April looked back to Kavi at the mention of her walking. “You really think I would resort to walking when I have my own beautiful baby in the garage?”
She clicked the button on her keyring and the garage door behind Kavi opened to reveal her trademark white Maserati, it’s sleek form laying dormant in the garage as if waiting to be awoken. “Still a Ferrari engine, just in a different body. Tastefully colored.”
She shot a playful smug look right back at Kavi.
The brunette paced back to Kavi from the Ferrari and stood even with him. “Admittedly, my comments were more of a joke to begin with, but we could certainly make this evening more interesting. How about it? A race to homecoming. If I win, you repaint the Ferrari.”
April crossed her arms and looked Kavi in the eyes, her own eyes playful as she stared him down.”Yeah, that’s not happening.”
In what could only be described as a rare moment, Kavi swiftly put to rest April’s bet. There was no way in hell he was going to be the source of his father’s anger (yes it existed) simply because of some jealous girl’s envy of his father’s superior taste in colors for sports cars. Of course, the main reason was that he took his father’s car as a reward for not being a total dick at school. Why in the hell would he risk that because April ‘Not April O’Neil’ Foster wanted to channel her inner Michelle Rodriguez and street race?“Alright killjoy, we can take your distastefully colored Ferrari to homecoming instead of doing it the fun way.”
April produced a fake pout before turning around and making her way back over to the mint-green supercar. She wasn’t really surprised that Kavi didn’t go for the bet, but it was how quickly he shot it down that did shock her. Normally Kavi seemed to be relatively carefree, not super by-the-book, mister goodie-two-shoes. Oh well, his loss.
As she opened the smooth hinged door of the Ferrari and carefully slid into the seat, she clicked the button on her keyring once again to close the garage door. ”Goodnight my sweet prince.”
she said quietly, watching the headlights slowly disappear behind the door. Briefly, she glanced down to her waistline again to make sure she hadn’t been seeing things before but praying that she had. The paranoia was not to last though, as she felt a headache that had harassed her all morning beginning to crawl it’s way back into her skull. Keep it together April, you’re fine,
she thought to herself as she closed her eyes and rested her head against the window.
It was plenty clear to Kavi that things were a little awkward since but not limited to when he dismissed her offer to race and the eventual uncomfortable silence that followed. He tried not to act like it bothered him. And he succeeded for a while. The sound of his father’s flawless, superior sports car revved through the Crown Heights neighborhood. This was a testament to Kavi’s similar love of going fast that he knew April Foster had. It wasn’t necessarily his need to feel the engine beneath him sending him into the 100+ speed, but more like how he liked the power that came with driving such a beast that was his father’s Ferrari.
As he put the pedal to the metal as it sped down the highway, but not even five minutes, Kavi found himself particularly nettled by April’s obvious lack of talking. “Okay, what’s wrong now? Are you not used to being in the passenger’s side in this kind of car?”
He asked. He did his best not to show his annoyance, but no matter how much he tried to hide it, Kavi Salvador never did excel in truly hiding such a feeling.
As they drove through Crown Heights, April’s head pounded like a bass drum. Her eyes had remained closed since they’d left the Foster estate and despite the glorious sound of the Ferrari’s monstrous engine, April’s mood had declined significantly. Had she not been feeling so off, the thrill of going at some ludicrous speed down the highway would’ve certainly brought a smile to her face. It was one of the few things that April and Kavi actually agreed on. When Kavi finally spoke up after what seemed to be like hours of silence, April couldn’t help but feel a bit of guilt for making him feel like her silence was his fault.“Don’t take it personally, but I’d rather not say. It’s not something you did, not at all. I’m just not feeling great.”
The speed of the highway certainly wasn’t doing her head any favors, nor was the gentle vibrations that came through the car of the tires rolling over the tarmac. It was only when a huge wave of nausea hit her like a freight train that April finally spoke up. “Kavi pull over the car.”Does she not realize we were on the highway?
Only for a moment, Kavi thought about fighting her on this, but the way she looked actually sent him into a mild panic. If the way her eyes and her overall complexion was any indication - mainly Kavi knowing that look from his sister when she got too drunk at a party - it was that she was either just about to throw up or was well on her way. Either way, Kavi knew his dad would kick his ass if he let that happen. So the teen slowed as he pulled into what was often referred to as the Bike Lane.
In less than half of a minute, the beast of a vehicle that had been easily clearing 80mph was now at a complete stop. “Just..don’t get anything in the car. You have no idea how pissed my dad will be if he smelled the slightest hint of vomit and you certainly appear like you’re close to doing just that,”
he noted to her. There was no hiding that fact from him, though Kavi found it odd. She seemed to be fine earlier.
With a practiced hand, April quickly and regrettably put her perfectly styled hair up into a ponytail and opened the door of the car. The fresh outside air made her feel better momentarily, but not before April dropped to all fours and threw up into the grass. How it hadn’t hit her dress was some miracle, maybe the homecoming gods were watching over her today. It would certainly be nice to have a streak of good luck for once. Though when April remembered what else she’d caught up in tonight, that streak of good luck she’d so hoped for fizzled in front of her eyes.
A few moments later after April regained her breath, she coughed a bit and shuddered. With the vile taste still filling her mouth, she stood back up and walked back to the car. April took a seat and closed the door with a shaky hand. “Thanks…”
She said quietly and meekly, before leaning her head on the window once again. It was going to be a long night if this was going to continue. “Please don’t tell anyone about this Kavi…I don’t need pity.”
April certainly didn’t look her best, and while the makeup helped a bit, her discomfort was still quite noticeable.”What’s the big deal about a little nausea? Everyone gets it from time to time. I don’t think anyone would have any particular interest, let alone ‘pity’ you for it,”
Kavi spoke honestly. He was finding trouble understanding why she wanted him to keep quiet about it.“You’re right...I guess there is no big deal.”
April kept her eyes closed in an attempt to hide the absolute blatant lie she just told. Surely Kavi wouldn’t put the pieces together before they got to homecoming. Then again, if he knew Diablo--and he did--Kavi may very well put two and two together, and tell the world of her secret before she could speak. Now there was a nightmare she didn’t want to live. Or think of for that matter.“Are we almost there, Kavi?”
She said in an attempt to change the subject. “I’m starving now…”
The brunette opened her eyes to examine their surroundings, wincing gently as the light caused her a bit of pain from her headache.
He really wasn’t buying it, but to save himself whatever remained of his favor points with April, Kavi decided not to push her on it. He was feeling remarkably unlike himself tonight, which meant he was going to cut her some slack. Whatever was bothering her, if she wanted to, he would be an open ear for her. It wasn’t that Kavi was trying to get into her pants. At the state, she was in, that particular experience wouldn’t be as enjoyable for her as it might be for him.
Kavi took a detour as he went to the furthest left lane, a slight swerving action taken, resulting in a couple of cars honking at his reckless action. “Oops,”
he laughed, speeding down the exit. Quick, expert-like turns brought them in the parking lot of some restaurant. Kavi didn’t know what it was, but April said she was hungry, so he just found the closest one. Unbeknownst to him, he didn’t realize that it was some lower class place that only the poor kids eat at.“Well, it’s no luxurious, 5-star dining establishment, but I suppose Red Lobster will have to do,”
Kavi said to himself, looking to April, “or are you allergic to shellfish?”“Honestly Kavi, if I hadn’t thrown up five minutes ago I would kiss you.”
April looked over to him, a warm smile on her face. “I won’t be long...just gonna grab something quick. I really appreciate it Kavi.”
The brunette hopped out of the car with a little bit more energy than she had before and closed the door behind her. She paced up to the front of the building as her heels clicked against the paved parking lot, turning back to Kavi for a single moment as she got to the door.“I totally forgot to ask, did you want anything?”
April called out from where she stood, hoping that Kavi could hear her through the window. She felt super out-of-place, wearing a fancy homecoming dress in front of a not-so-fancy restaurant. Overdressed was an understatement.
Looking at her for a moment, Kavi just gave her a shrug. “Just get me whatever you’re getting. I trust your judgment.”
As he said that, Kavi shot her a playful wink. Shades of how Kavi normally acted slowly returned and all it took was April’s fine ass to stand there looking pretty in this dump of a parking lot. Obviously, she stood out in the best of ways.
A few minutes later, April returned to the car with a styrofoam take-out box in one hand and a bright colored paper bag in other. The brunette couldn’t hide the biggest shit-eating grin on her face as she walked back to the car. Not because she’d actually done anything to his food, no that would’ve been too easy. No, April had gone a little further than that. As she got in the car and handed Kavi the paper bag, it became clearly evident that she’d bought him a kid’s meal. She shot a playful grin to Kavi before diving into the garlic shrimp she’d bought for herself.“Enjoy! I hope the portion isn’t too big for you.”
April couldn’t help to stifle a laugh as she took a bite of her food. It was evident that despite the events of before, April was feeling much better.
As he opened up paper bag, which was considerably lighter than hers, contained a serving of seven, small chicken tenders/sticks and a small styrofoam bowl with creamy mac and cheese. Kavi wasn’t exactly sure if she got him this as a serious gesture or a joke. Whichever the case was, instead of acting like he was offended (he wasn’t), he laughed and smiled at her. “Oh, how did you know these were my favorites?”
Kavi said, taking one of the tenders into his mouth. “Lucky guess? I dunno, guess I just tried to think about how much of a child you are and went from there.”
She shot him a playful grin before taking another bite of her shrimp. Despite the rather...cheap restaurant--at least for someone of Crown Heights--April found the food quite passable. Now it was nothing like the local restaurants, but for a fifteen minute prep time, it was quite good. “Aww, look at you thinking about my needs--”
Kavi began saying as April suddenly interrupted him ( and alarmingly so at that).
April looked to the time and her eyes widened. “Hey uh, we should probably get to the country club before there’s no parking.
Even though they still had plenty of time, April was one for being early to an event and nothing had changed in her today. That, and the longer they were at homecoming together, the bigger the chance was that Diablo would see her and Kavi together in some form. Maybe then he’d see what he’d lost. Maybe then she could finally corner him and talk to him alone.
Kavi faked a disappointed frown. “And here I thought you were enjoying our date,”
he joked, starting up the Ferrari. As he looked behind him, as soon as he was sure there weren’t any cars in the way (his father would literally kill him if he got even so much as a scratch on the car), Kavi pulled out of the driveway and made his way back the way they came. After their short detour, Kavi knew he had to get there as fast as he could (less April make a demand again). “I never said I wasn’t enjoying it…”
April replied, though no longer with the playful tone she’d had before.
The traffic on the highway was less than it was before he pulled off for Red Lobster, so it allowed a swift journey to their desired exit, which was the next one after the one that just passed. And for whatever reason, April was once again a little quieter than she usually was. “Do you need me to pull over again?”
He asked her, already slowing down from the 80 MPH he had been going in the 65mph zone.
April shook herself from her thoughts as Kavi spoke, glancing at the time once again. “No no, not on my account.”
The brunette was about to go quiet again when something caught her eye in the passenger mirror. “You may have to pull over for that guy, however.”
She motioned to the police car not three car lengths behind them. “I saw him turn on behind us about a mile after we left Red Lobster.”
April’s heart instinctively sped up. Even though it wasn’t her behind the wheel, having a cop following them still made her nervous. It was like they were drawn to her. It couldn’t possibly have been just the car.“Oh, well then what should I do? Slow down so he can pass us or something?”
Kavi asked, keeping with the speed limit as he occasionally looked through the driver-side mirror to see if that car was still following them.“Worst-case scenario, he pulls us over and we have a neat story to tell when we’re two hours late because the car was impounded.”
April shrugged. The cop hadn’t turned on his lights yet so, for now, they were in the green. “Honestly, he’ll probably just give you a ticket for a public eyesore.
Despite all that Kavi had done for her, April was far from done with the jabs at Kavi’s car. It was too much fun to ignore.
He knew she didn’t like the color, but just for that, Kavi had decided he was going to do something a little reckless. Whether it was to hurry and get to the dance or as revenge for her constant jabs at his father’s Ferrari, April wouldn’t know. The only thing that she would ever know was the sudden increase Kavi made in speed as soon as he made the turn from the exit he just took. As soon that happened, the Ferrari went from a casual 45mph, which had the engine roaring somewhat mildly, but as soon as his foot pressed on the accelerator, that engine purred like she was meant to, bringing the total mph into the 60+ range.
And it was from the moment he did that to the half of a mile it was from the country club did that same car that April was talking about, turn its lights on, the sounds following the mint green Ferrari. “Would you look at that? It Seems we got a friend who wants to play,”
Kavi smiled, looking through the rear-side mirror. There was no mistake it was a cop and he meant business.
April grinned as Kavi floored it. Finally, he’d caved to her pestering and her jabs at his car. As much as she liked the sound of her own car, the Ferrari was no slouch under the hood and took off like a rocket as he pressed the accelerator. April instinctively grabbed the handle on the door to steady herself. It was a new feeling, being in the passenger seat while going this fast. She felt so out of control, and yet that grin had yet to leave her face.“Well, that's one way to make this evening more interesting. Just remember this is on you, I’m just along for the ride.”
April reached down and plugged her phone into the stereo, quickly flipping through her playlist before arriving at Bell Bottoms
by Jon Spencer. She cranked the stereo as Kavi whipped down the road, her playful eyes dancing between the windshield and the mirror on her right. Her wish had come true. They’d certainly have a story to tell when they got to homecoming. If
they got to homecoming.
April wasn’t the only one who knew her way around a steering wheel. Kavi might not be the speed demon she was, but he had enough experience behind the wheel to know when to floor it and when to turn sharply. Based off how the cop was falling behind, Kavi was confident he would be able to get the upper hand. And that’s exactly what he did. A swift turn that cut in front of some oncoming traffic from the opposing lanes, Kavi sped right into the parking lot of the country club. He then whipped the Ferrari down a sharp turn again, this time, pushing his foot down on the break as hard as he could, drifting slightly into a free parking slot. “Whew! That was lucky, wasn’t it?”
Kavi let out a relieved laugh, but before April would be able to say anything, that same cop finally caught up, but he didn’t seem to know where they were. “Quick, get out. If he doesn’t see us, he won’t be able to give me a ticket,”
Kavi urged of her, opening both doors thanks to a function on the set of keys to the Ferrari.
April was still grinning like an idiot as she scurried out of the car, all too aware of the cop car cruising down the road towards them.“Come on Kavi! He’s right there!”
April urged her partner on, taking his hand and practically dragging him towards the country club entrance. There were a decent amount of people already at the venue and so once they got close enough, picking them out from the crowd would’ve been damn near impossible. Especially because the cop had never gotten a decent view of them during the chase.
As they finally had a chance to relax, April looked to Kavi. “I was wrong about you Kavi.”
The brunette looked down to her feet, trying to put the words together in her head. No matter what she tried, it always sounded cheesy. Fuck it.
she thought to herself, before looking back up at her literal partner in crime. “I’ve had more fun this afternoon with you than I’ve had in a while. I was really dreading this evening after our encounter at lunch, but you’ve definitely changed my mind.”“Oh?”
Kavi looked at her curiously, smiling with a grin. “As I recall, you thought I was a ‘complete asshole’ and you were going to ‘make me say goodbye to my perfect smile’,”
he reminded her, that perfect smile of his still grinning at her like the cheeky bastard he was.“Believe me, it’s still a possibility...but for now you could say that I’m pleasantly content with how the evening’s gone so far.”
April returned his grin with a warm smile of her own before turning to the party before them. “Shall we go raise some hell? They may have forced our dates for this evening, but they can’t force our actions.“I like the way you think, April Foster.”
With their hands locked together, in went a couple of Kavi and April and it now the night had truly begun.