Chapter 2- Talking Cereal

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Silver up the top!!!!

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I walk the road of life because that is why we live.

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Jay smiled and Silver chuckled also looking into the box. I just ignored them picking up the leather jacket and identical helmet looking at them.

"This is so cool!" I held up the tight leather and noticed the colours. I turned it around and stared at it in awe. It was a bright yellow jacket with black on the sleeves and sides. I looked down in the box and smiled seeing near to matching jackets but with the colour's red and silver. I turned to the helmet and looked at the symbol running along the side of it. It was a snarling dog with the word Zues running underneath of it. Smiling, I look up at Jay. He smiled back.

"I knew you would like it Nikki, oh yeah by the way there are another two helmets for us they are just in the car." I gasped looking at Jay.

"Are you serious!" Jay nodded and I placed the jacket and helmet in the box before tackling him to the ground in a bear hug.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Jay smiled and hugged me back gently sitting himself up and bringing me up with him. I stood up and turned to see Silver holding the helmet checking it over. He smiled and nodded. Silver looked up at me his eyes shining.

"The helmets look absolutely safe. Jay when's our next performance?" I grin and turn to look at Jay then back at Silver. Jay smiled,

"Tonight."

"Should we practice?" Silver chuckled before answering my question,

"Nah."

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We had decided to actually go for something to eat and settled on a small café, on the far side of the town centre. It was small but busy. The floor and walls were painted bright red and white like an original styled café, the tables wooden and antique. It was very vibrant, I loved it. My bright smile immediately dropped when we entered, these young girls waltzed over, pushing me aside and started to harass Silver and Jay. Being the annoying 20-year-old he was, Jay embraced the attention and started chatting with them. Silver was a different story he politely shook his head to what they were saying before turning to me and grabbing my hand, ignoring them completely. He then grabbed Jay's collar and dragged him with us. When we managed to get to a table we all sat down and started to chat.

"So, when do you to kids start school." I groaned at the mention of school and I heard Silver groan as well. I just heard a snicker from Jay. I mumbled the answer to his question but he obviously didn't hear it because he put his hand to his ear and leaned closer. I took the opportunity to lean over to his ear and shout as loudly and as deep as I could manage,

"MONDAY!" Jay scrambled back in shock and fell off his chair. The whole cafe had gone silent and I was trying not to laugh. Silver had caught on to my joke so he decided to add his own twist,

"Oh no Jay baby did you wet your pants again! You have run out of diapers we better get you some more, extra-large this time baby! We don't want you to lose feeling down there again" His words echoed around the cafe and the group of girls that had surrounded Jay when he had come in, scoffed in disgust and went to their table completely losing interest. Jay got up and scowled at us, but Silver and I weren't paying attention to him as we tried not laugh.

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After the 'shouting' incident Jay had hustled us out of the cafe and told us to lead the way home, a scowl still evident on his face. I was with Silver again and Jay was following behind us with his Ute and huge trailer attached. The trailer was enclosed and held all our valuable possessions. It was just a plain white trailer and it held no use but to transport belongings. The car stopped and I turned to see we had arrived back at the house. I smiled hopping out and closing the door behind me. I heard a slam after mine and took it that Silver had gotten out as well. Smiling, I looked to see Jay pull up in the driveway with the trailer attached behind him. He winded his window down, looking at me. He pointed to the trailer,

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