Our Little Devil Girl

"*27: Getaway*"

Isabella's POV

Do you know that feeling when you just feel like living in slow mo? Yeah, that's what I feel.

I don't want to get up, I don't want to see the faces of my family.

Worst of all, Apollo and the boys haven't even checked up on me.

What about Noah? Is he already here? I don't know, he hasn't called me since.

"Sigh" I stare at the clouds outside, through my windows. If there's one thing I love, it's clouds. They are just so free and peaceful.

Sure they get mad and turn gray but most of the times, they are happy and white.

I wish I was also happy.

I get up and take a bath. Later on, I put on some sweats and a hoodie.

I walk out of my room just because my stomach called my attention.

I walk into the living room and see....no one. As I expected.

What, do you think we'd be able to stay in a room together? Nope, there's no way that's going to happen.

I walk into the kitchen and make an omelette and eat it.

I need to do something fun today.

I'm thinking. Graffiti? No I don't have any spray paint and my imagination is dull today.

How about racing? Yeah, I got the keys to my car. Niko said they're in warehouse 145, on Easton street.

The problem is, how do I get there? I don't have my bike with me.

I decided to go to a bike store I saw the running to school one time.

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Who names their shop 'Bikes and Riles'? That's pretty stupid.

Nevertheless, I walk inside.

"Hey there, what can I do for ya?" The salesman said.

"I wanna buy a bike"

"What kind of bike?"

"A motorcycle"

"Come with me" he said and opened some kind of garage door, there revealed all sorts of bikes.

"Make your choice"

I walked over black spray painted purple bike.

"Ah, this model, the Turbo C 2000"

(A/n: I don't know any bike models, bear with my imagination)

"What's good about it?"

"It's a really fast runner, speed brakes are alright"

"What about the handle?"

"Ah that.. it's good too" he said.

I nodded skeptical and went to another bike.

This one is a black spray painted neon. I instantly loved it.

"What about this?"

"This is the Metro Mac 3000"

"Cool"

"It's speed brakes are sharp, the handle is firm and strong, it's not a really fast runner but it's alright"

"Can we top up the speed?"

"Yes, but it'll cost ya" he grinned.

"What speed is it on?"

"300mph"

Top it up to 10,000mph" Incase I'm on the run.

"Okay, that'll be 5000$ extra to the bill"