What you mean to me

chapter four

As early as six thirty, Bailey was done with her fitness routine which was jogging around the house— she was not yet familiar with the area —jump rope, sit-ups and push-ups. She took a shower and headed to the closet.

She took a long meticulous and skeptical looks at the variants of choices.

First impressions last longest.

She took a pair of black jeans, a big black top, a black denim jacket, a black vans. Light make-up as usual. Mascara and lip gloss. She had her hair in a top knot. After a light breakfast of salad and an energy drink, she was ready. She checked on her mother and saw her sleeping. Her mum wasn't a breakfast person so needn't bother herself about that. But if she gets hungry, she can make a simple sandwich.

She skidded to the back door, simultaneously grabbing her dark grey backpack. She moonwalked to her motorcycle then backflipped onto it. Grabbing her matching black helmet with thickly tinted screen. Safety first.
She ignited her engine, revved her baby to life and zoomed out of the garage onto to the street road and rode off at neck-breaking speed.

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Bailey's engine's noise got the attention of everyone. The students turned their eyes to see who was riding that sweet bike. The latest model that boys envied and  girls dreamed of their boyfriends riding.

A dark blue car parked next to Bailey immediately after she parked also. Nice car, Bailey mentally commented. It engine turned off and it's rider stepped out.

Bailey was not to stunned but grinned when she saw her cousin in a black leather jacket, white top, matching black skirt and matching black heels. Her make up was also simple. Lip gloss: she had natural pink lips which were slightly almost red, blush, she had a pair of dark shades on. And darn she looked good. It runs in the family genes. We always look hot.

" See what you're liking? " Amber asked cocky with a smirk of hers.

Bailey chuckled and took off her helmet. Earning more attention to herself.

' she's a girl.' and other related gossips were flying about. Some boys who caught a view of her face wolf whistled.

Bailey ignored them with disgust in her heart.

" Who wouldn't. " Bailey replied with charm. Amber rolled her eyes. She hates her for this. " But on a more serious note, did you follow me? I mean, we arrived almost the same time. "

Amber chuckled awkwardly. " No silly. We took the same route and I coincidentally happened to be behind you. " she said awkward also.

Bailey held back her smile, pulling in her lower lip. " I'll believe that. " she chuckled dismounting her motorcycle. She took off her gloves and kept it in her helmet and strapped the helmet to her bike.

" But I have to ask? How did you get a license for your style of riding? Even I got scared for you. " Amber said.

Bailey chuckled. " I don't have a license. How I got a motorcycle? I won it in a bet. "

Amber was clearly shocked but knew best to keep her mouth shut.

" Learning awaits. " Amber said getting them out of the tensed atmosphere she caused. " You scare me more and more each and every second. " she said on her breath.

Bailey just smirked. They'd entered the huge hallway filled with staring eyes.

Of course everyone knew Amber. A sassy chick. But who was the hot babe standing next to her?

" I have to collect my schedule from your vice principal. " said Bailey " See you later. " she walked off, bouncing.

" Okay. Try not to get lost. " Amber called.