David stepped out of the portkey with a lit cigarette, a Megadeth t-shirt, and a fuck-off attitude. Typical teenager stuff. What wasn't typical was the internal debate- to morph eagle and fly over to the gas station thereby saving time and having less chance of getting his face recognized by potential enemies, or to suck it up and walk? If he morphed he'd have to explain to Izzy where his pants had gone, as they were too thick to be absorbed. Showing up with no pants was inexcusable under most circumstances, especially in winter. He wasn't really about to tell the redhead his secrets. The one that he could change into any animal he touched was a big one. So. Walking it was.
It wasn't too far anyway, and he chainsmoked the whole distance up to the gas station. It gave him time to think about how badly he needed a driver's license. He saw her pacing, and the attitude broke to give way to a grin. "Hey."