POV. Amber
My alarm goes off waking me from a dead sleep, I reach over picking up my alarm clock throwing it at the wall across from my bed.
"Amber you better be getting ready! You don't want to be late for your first day at your new school." My Father yells to me.
I struggle to get out of my plush bed, but I end up getting out of bed grabbing one of my favorite black crop tops, black leather pants, black combat boots, and one of my leather jackets.
I walk into my bathroom and hop in the shower, after I'm out I get dressed and walk down stairs.
I find my Father sitting at the kitchen table drinking his coffee. "Good morning Father." I say.
"Good morning baby girl."
"I'm not a fucking baby!" I tell him angrily, as I walk to the front door to get away from him. I walk out to my big big black and blue Harley.
She looks beautiful with the morning sunlight hitting her, I walk up to her throwing my leg over her seat so I'm straddling her.
I put my key in her ignition and rev the engine to warm her up. Pulling out of my driveway and onto the road, I have a forty-five minute drive to school.
I can see people standing outside by their cars, there's one group that really catches my attention. It's a group of boys, if you could even call them boys.
Everyone stops what they're doing to star at me as I park and get off my bike.
