Bri's different. I mean, yeah, we all are in a way but shes.... Different.....
She prefers motorcycles over trips to the mall and she drowns herself in the remaking of her fathers old 74 Twin Moto from his earlier days. Her usual outfit of the day includes her combat boots, her fingerless moto gloves and her most prized possession, her moms leather jacket. Her past isn't so friendly and her future isn't looking so kind either... Or it was until she ,literally, has a run in with a cheeky, curly British boy whose flirty charm she can't seem to resist.
Once she meets the boys, a familiar face is thrown in with them, and she finds herself falling for two of the worlds most loved boys. Do the curls really get the girls , or , is she feeling lucky?
