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#2013-09-23 19:53:34, as written by MaliceInWonderland

Today was a special day.

For two reasons. One. I just got my motorcycle license and Two, Mandie was coming to town.

I'd gotten used to living here. It's quiet and peaceful compared to the city and to be quite honest I think I was the loudest thing here.

To further prove my point, the engine of my new favorite toy, The Kawasaki Ninja 250 revved up as I turned down the street.

It felt really nice driving now. The whole driving on the otherside of the road and sitting on the opposite side of the car, wasn't all that annoying when your on a sports bike. Mandie was gonna have a helluva time with that.

I pulled to a stop at a traffic light, setting my booted feet on asphalt to keep the bike balanced. I looked around the shaded world of my helmet. Everything around me dimmed by the tinted glass protecting my face from the elements and my head should anything more vioent happen. Not only that, I wore a black and green motorbike leather suit.It was rather loose on the mannequin but on me, well. I'll let my boyfriend be the judge of that.

With a smirk at that thought, I prepared to rev up again when I noticed that odd feeling of someone watching me. Now granted. I'm on a black and green motorbike, in a matching outfit. I wasn't invisible but this was eerie. It wasn't a casual onlooker feel. It was as if someone was looking at me, directly at me.

I looked around and couldn't see many faces because they were hidden in cars and there were a few people on the street.

A few guys admired my bike from afar...or what I hoped they were looking at was my bike but other then that. Nothing.

Maybe it was just my paranoia. I don't know, all I know now is that I really wanted to get home.

After a little while of riding, I made it to the house. I parked, and locked up my bike. Love that it has a killswitch so no one could still my shit.

I made my way inside the house after removing my helmet and holding it under my arm and hip, I shouted. "Guess whose got there motorcycle license~!"

Now, I know one of those two bozos would say something to the effect of 'Nice of you to warn them.' mainly because...I would have. Hell, I walked right into that one.

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