Lucky has a good life: he has his brothers, his bike, and a stable job.
Isabella is happy just where she is. She's safe, she's in college and had her family. Who cares if her parents are a little judgemental?
But when fate comes into play and they f...
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Isabelle showed up with her sister the next day, the girls laughing when their friend, Andrea, threw herself at them, wrapping her arms around their necks to hug them. "I missed you two so much!"
"We missed you too," Isabella laughed, pulling back as Victoria pulled a face, "do I smell... man' s cologne?" Andrea blushed deeply as Isabella laughed at her, "so I take it the honeymoon period has extended? How is your hubby?"
"He's good, yeah. But anyways, what about you two? Still bachelorettes?" Andrea asked as the three girls took a seat in the diner. Victoria sighed loudly, "unfortunately."
"Unfortunately? You've got your fine share of men, yet you refuse to pick one," Isabelle laughed at her sister, and Victoria smirked, "only because I like hooking up with a bunch of guys. It pisses mom off. She thinks I'm never gonna settle down."
"Or she thinks you're a slut," Andrea shrugged, her face dropping as she realised what she said, "crap Vicky, I didn't mean that. Pregnancy hormones."
Victoria laughed as she squirmed, "chill, it's fine. I don't care what my mom thinks about me. I don't care what anyone thinks about me."
"Lies," Isabelle looked over to her sister, "you care what I think."
"Of course I do," Victoria nudged her sister gently, "you're my big sister."
"Aw, Victoria's getting emotional!" Andrea cooed, and the girls laughed as the waiter showed up to take their orders.
On the other side of the diner, the door swung open as six or seven bikers walked inside, heading towards a large table.
"Burgers and chicken. You're all so uncultured," one biker rolled his eyes as the men ordered their food. Lucky grinned as the other bikers chuckled, "What? We always get this order, every week."
"And every week, I complain," he grunted, avoiding a slap on the back of the head. Lucky threw his head back as he laughed, shaking his head. Once he opened his eyes again, they landed upon the table near by to their own. He glanced over the three women, but his eyes stuck to one of them in particular. She had beautiful long blonde hair, and emerald eyes that sparkled.
Lucky finally snapped out of his daze once someone punched him in the arm, "dude! Ouch!" Panther rolled his eyes, "my bad, stalker."
Lucky rolled his eyes, glancing back at the women who were still chatting among themselves. She smiled and shook her head at the black haired girl, and when she turned her head, her eyes locked onto his. They looked at each other for a moment, and Lucky smiled softly, making her cheeks burn red. She smiled back slightly, before turning back to her friends.
They spoke for a moment, and Lucky watched as the black-haired girls nearly lunges over the table, yelling "who?!"
The girl scrambled to get her back in her seat as Lucky chuckled, Panther smirking as he nudged his side, "think they're talking about you?"
"Oh, I know they are," Lucky smirked back. His smirk dropped once he looked back to the table to see the pretty blonde girl, gone. The black haired girl was staring over at him and his friends obsessively as the brunette pregnant lady went to pay the bill.
"You checking out my sister?" The girl called to Lucky, who just smirked, "she was checking me out first."
"Lies. She's not like that," black haired girl stood up and walked over to him, "I'm Vicky. And it seems like my sister is swooning over you a little."
"And does your sister have a phone number? Or a name?" Lucky chuckled at Vicky's words. She rolled her eyes, "nope. You wanna find that out, do it yourself."
"How do you suppose I do that when I know nothing about her?" Lucky frowned, making Vicky smirk "beats me."
Lucky's mood quickly fell as did his hopes, before Vicky spoke again, "but it might help you to know that my big sis gets lunch here every Saturday. Alone."
"Vicky! Stop trying to set Izzy up!" The pregnant lady scolded Vicky, who rolled her eyes, "Whatever Andrea. Why don't you tell me your name mister? And if it's anything stupid like Bones or Knife or Death I will make sure you never meet my sister."
Lucky laughed again, "my name is Lucky."
"That your real name?"
"Nope."
"Of course not," Vicky rolled her eyes, "well, see you around Mucky."
"It's Lucky!" He called after her as she walked out of the diner, "Whatever, Yucky!"
He shook his head as he turned back to the men who were all looking at him in amusement.
