"I'm sure you're going to do great," I comforted her.
"Thanks. I hope so," mom smiled weakly. She was really worried about a case she had today. Yes, she was a lawyer, and apparently, this case was too complicated and there weren't a lot of chances to win it.
"Well, I'll see you at home," I kissed her cheek.
"Fine, take care," she said as I got off the car.
Soon enough, I saw Dylan parking his motorcycle; he looked at me automatically and then waved at me, climbing off his motorcycle. I waved back and he made his way towards me.
"Hi," he beamed.
"Hi," I was blushing already. What's wrong with me? He just said hi!
"Cute but psycho," he pointed at the words printed on my shirt. "I didn't know that about you," he raised an eyebrow.
"There's a lot you don't know about me," I said uncon
