she stared at the road ahead and grinned, the adrenaline already pumping through

her veins from anticipation.

In the back of her mind, she felt slightly guilty for not telling him where she
was going but in her somewhat
meek defense she was pissed at him, to angry to even speak so she just stormed o
ff and did the thing the one
thing that she knew released her pent up anger or stress. Street racing, either
with people or just the open road.
Today she had picked the latter since she didn't think she could deal with anym
ore people.
She lifted the helmate and fitted it on her head, it was a snug fit, perfect for
her head. She smiled to herself
and threw a leg over the bike, turned on the engine and waited on the side of a
second. She could hear a car in
the distance that was coming from behind since she couldn't see it up front. A q
uick glance confirmed that however
she did a double take as it pulled it. It was Lane, she wasn't ready to face h
im so she revved the throttle and
bolted leaving him in the dust. Her heart was pounding and her mind wasn't much
better, 'I hope he doesn't know it was me!'
she thought to herself worriedly. 'Ah hell, he probably does but Fuck him. I'm s
till pissed',
The thrill of the bike was taking over and it wasn't long before she was consume
d by the feeling and
Lane was left in the behind somewhere in the last 5 miles of road.
All she could focus on was what was in front of her and that was the empty road.
Increasing speed she continued on for next two hours passing over the Texas stat
e line.
Finally noticing the empty fuel tank light blinking she pulled over into the ne
arest gas station and walked over
to the fuel and filled up her bike. She went to the cashier and paid, quickly em
erging from the store with a smile.
Looking up at the sky, she knew she was going to riding well into the night if
she went now. She decided then and
there to find a motel and stay the night before heading back to school, to home
and to Lane. 'He can stew in his own juices for a while'
She thought vindictively to herself.
Asking another fellow biker that had pulled up to where the nearest motel was,
she was directed a nice looking in and had booked a room for the night.
Sarah had collapsed on the bed exhausted by the long drive over and figured it'd
be best if she gave her parents a call telling them where she was.
This wasn't the first time she had done this and it wasn't going to be the last
but they
understood why she did it but it didn't mean that they had to like it. After a f
ew rings her father had picked up
"Hey Dad" she greeted before he had a chance to say anything.
"Hey Sarah, now is there a reason why your school mate by the name of Lane is he
re at our house asking for
you and trying to convince us to send a search party after you had left in a hu
ff and him in the dust?" he asked.
Although he was serious, there was the obvious hidden undertone of amusement in
his words.
"Well...He and I had a bit of a fight and you know how I deal with my anger" she
told him with a smile on her end,
although her father couldn't see it, she knew that he would be able to hear it.

He sighed, already knowing what she was going to tell him "Alright then where ar
e you now?"
"Um... Some where after the Texas State line" she told him sheepishly over the p
hone.
"Well I take it that you're going to spend the night there?" He already knew the
answer but if she had to guess why he had said it out loud,
it was probably to let Lane feel somewhat guilty. Deciding to go along with the
idea she added more to the sentence
"Maybe a few days, I'm not sure if I can handle being in school around Lane righ
t now" she said loud enough into the phone to know that Lane was listening in.
"I need a few days to get my head together, it's just that....the fight we had,
we had left it at a few choice words and I need
pull myself together otherwise I don't think I could handle it" Pouring emotion
into her voice, the same feelings that she had
felt when they were having that fight.
"Alright then, You take as long as you need. Just don't get into any trouble, yo
u hear me young lady?!"
She smile "Yes Sir, I will not get into any trouble" Sarah emphised the *I* as
a loop hole to have some fun.
"Bye dad!"
"Bye honey" and just before she hung up, she swore that she could hear a shout o
ver the line that had come from lane as her father disconnected the line.
She snapped her phone shut and decided to go down stairs in the lounge where the
noise had been steadily building for the past hour.
It was a biker's motel so there were people that she could mingle with. With tha
t in mind she made her way downstairs intent
on having some fun before the day was out.
----------A few hours ago-------Lane was ready to tear his hair out, after his confrontation with Sarah she hadn
't turned up for class.
Apparently she had taken leave for the next few days, he couldn't help but feel
guilty but was too pissed to have that feeling for long.
As the day wore on, there were rumors going around that she had ditched school a
nd was seen riding out on a black motorbike.
Feeling somewhat worried he suddenly remember the last incident that she had ski
pped school,
a close family member had died and she had suddenly gone with the bike. He had w
aited for a week before
she had reemerged and if she hadn't arrived when she did, he would have gone str
aight to her parents and demanded to know where she was.
It was also the time he had realized how much he missed her company, her presenc
e as a friend, as someone who would listen.
Hoping the rumors weren't true Lane drove out to the nearest empty stretch of ro
ad he could find and had arrived just
in time to see her drive off on that bike recklessly. He had tried to catch up b
ut she had been too quick.
He knew that she had seen and identified him but she still drove off, a stab of
hurt and guilt had made itself known in his chest.
Lane refused to acknowledge it's source as his heart.
After being left behind in the dust, Lane quickly made his way to Sarah's house
and had spent the next few hours
demanding that they find her or call her back. He simply put it off as something
that friends would do for each other.
When the phone rang to her father, he had paid no attention but then it was put
on loud speaker. It was Sarah.
"Hey Dad" She greeted before he could open his mouth.
'She sounds tired' was his first thought

"Hey Sarah, now is there a reason why your school mate by the name of Lane is he
re at our house asking for
you and trying to convince us to send a search party after you had left in a huf
f and him in the dust?"
Her father asked straight away, making Lane feel foolish and awkward.
"Well...He and I had a bit of a fight and you know how I deal with my anger" She
told her father,
there was something about the way she had said it, like she was....'Damn it! I c
an't put my finger on it!'
Lane thought to himself, there was something that was bugging him and it wasn't
the guilt.