Zoe watched him silently for a moment, just standing there, blinking with shock. She ran a hand nervously through her hair, taking an uncertain half step forward.
Dylan's smile didn't falter for a second. "Okay! You're gonna have to give me directions though." He wasn't known for thinking a situation through, but this wouldn't turn out badly. He hoped.
"Um...." Zoe moved closer to the car, watching the boy with a mixture of confusion and shock and...relief in her eyes. "I...I have a lot of brothers..." She mumbled, carefully looking at the boy, whose name she still didn't know.
"Ohhhh." Dylan's smile faltered for a second. Wait, why couldn't he help her with them too? He knew what she was getting at. Why not just take some initiative? "I can pick them up too!"
"Um...I-I do mean a lot of brothers..." Zoe said sadly. If she told him how many, he would probably leave. She let out a little sigh. "Six of them..." She whispered faintly, staring at her toes.
Dylan shrugged. "And?" Seriously, he had enough gas to pick up her brothers, mother, father, and entire extended family if she needed it. Except he didn't have enough room. "I can fit three in the backseat, drop them off at your house, then pick up the other three! You'd stick around with me, since I'd need directions, and that's that!" He widened his smile.
"R-really?" Zoe looked up at him, even more shocked. She had been certain he would say it was too much, that he wouldn't be able to help her. That her problems were her problems.
But he was smiling at her, telling her it was no problem.
A little bit of relief moved into her eyes as she blinked at him.
The smile turned into a grin. "Really really." He was able to actually look her in the eye this time, since she wasn't looking away. Eye contact was really good for communication. It was odd, really, that she wasn't turning down the help. Most people would. Dylan was, after all, a little... eccentric.
Zoe broke out into a shy, but sincere smile. It had been a hard day. Her days always tended to be hard. But this...this...
It was like some of the weight had been lifted off her shoulders, taken by this boy and his laugh.
"Thank you so much." She said quietly.
"Get right in then! Welcome to the Finmobile!" Dylan opened the driver's side door, then got in, reached over, and opened the passenger side door for Zoe. Closing his door, he buckled himself in.
Zoe quietly slid into the car, blushing as she broke eye contact with him. She quietly closed the door and buckled herself in, looking down at her battered shoes.
"We'll...um...We'll have to pick up the triplets first." She said softly, still watching the toes of her shoes.
Dylan raised an eyebrow. Another rare expression from the guy with many faces. "Isn't that a little convenient?" He smiled over at her as he started the car.
Zoe reddened a little, still watching her shoes.
"They have dance..." She mumbled softly. "They...they go to the other high school."
Dylan stopped talking. Talking seemed to be making the girl uncomfortable. The car began moving as Dylan pulled out of the parking lot. Wait, there was one thing he could say. "What's your name?"
"Zoe. I'm Zoe." Zoe said, looking up at him. She offered him a little, shy smile.
Dylan smiled. "You should smile more often. it's good for you and stuff. Now, you said the tripllets go to the other high school?" The thought occurred to him that this girl could hurt him, steal the car, or do pretty much anything he wanted. Somehow, he doubted anything like that would happen.
"Yeah." Zoe nodded, coloring a little when he mentioned her smile.
She should've been afraid, suspicious. He was a stranger, after all. She was a small girl, he could easily overpower her, drive her down some dark alley and she could never be seen again.
But for some reason she wasn't afraid. Just her usual shy self.
"Thank god i know my way around. Thank God, thank God, thank God." With that, Dylan took a turn and just kept driving straight. Gratefully, the other high school wasn't ridiculously far away. Granted, walking there and back would have been a bit of a pain, but some genius had invented the automobile to prevent stuff like that.
"Um...Thanks again. Really." Zoe said as they pulled up to the school. She looked up at him shyly, smiling just the tiniest bit. "I-I would be stuck without you."
"Yep! Anytime, Zoe. Anytime. You might wanna get them. I'm not so good with, you know, finding my way around buildings and such." She really was pretty. THe question being why that thought was crossing his mind right now. Why did any thought cross his mind?