Chicago Adventure {Closed}

[Wolfprincess17]

Colt chuckled and nodded leaning back in his seat. "That's how girls should be." He rested his arms behind his head and closed his eyes, he was still tired from last night.

 

[Matreania]

Freya smiled at him, before looking outside. Allen smirked at them both, as he drove. He pulled into her apartment parking lot, "Need help up?" Allen asked.


Freya smiled, getting all her bags, "No. I've got it. I'll see you guys later."

 

[Wolfprincess17]

"See ya!" Colt grinned as he climbed through the car into the front seat. He closed the door and waved watching her walk up the stairs.

 

[Matreania]

Allen smirked, "Low maintenance, that is what you notice about her? That she's simple." he shook his head with amusement.


Freya got upstairs to her apartment and started straight down the hall to the kitchen to start putting everything up. She hadn't really much to really put up, so she decided she would change her shirt into a button up she could tuck in. She had no idea what to expect with riding on a bike and she wasn't really sure she wanted to in the first place. But she was keep her word and try it, at least.

 

[Wolfprincess17]

"Yeahhh." Colt laughed looking at his friend. "I mean she's gorgeous but I think the other one is easier for her to hear." He smirked looking out the window.

 

[Matreania]

Allen smirked, "Maybe it is." He shrugged, "So, let's go to my place and you can come get her afterwards."

 

[Wolfprincess17]

He chuckled, "Alright let's do that." He couldn't wait to take her on his motor cycle.

 

[Matreania]

Allen got to his house after a short while, "Do you need help to get the stuff in your car or are you good?" he joked, knowing Colt would be fine by himself.

 

[Wolfprincess17]

"I'm good." He smiled . "See ya at the party bro." He opened the door and pulled out his groceries. He walked to his stang and put everything inside. He got in and drove to his house to put away his groceries.

 

[Matreania]

Freya started on her notes again. She had started at Allen's but there were a few that she didn't get to put on. Then she thought of more listening to Colt's music.

 

[Wolfprincess17]

(huhhh, I swear I responded )


Colt got home and put away his groceries, then he began working on his boxes everywhere. He got about halfway through before he put it aside for today and grabbed his car keys. He drove to the rent-a-car place and turned in the Stang. Then he walked a couple blocks to the motorcycle place.

 

[Matreania]

Freya lost trackof time for a while before she noticed it was getting a little later then she had planned to really be. She text Colt, 'I should be ready in a little while.'

 

[Wolfprincess17]

He walked into the motorcycle place when he saw the text. He texted back, "I'll be there." Then he walked in up to the desk. He looked around a bit before he was stopped by a man in a leather jacket. The man smiled and shook his hand. "Welcome, what can I help you with." Colt told the man exactly what he wanted and the man showed him to it. He grinned and nodded. "I'll take it!"


(the motorcycle

)

 

[Matreania]

Freya put her hair down and started to braid it, from the top of her head to the bottom. She didn't wnat to deal with it if she was going to be taking a ride on something that was probably going to be death of her. She looked at her phone, 'OK, I'm ready when you are.' she texted back before chancing into her teenie shoes.

 

[Wolfprincess17]

He revved the engine responding to her text without texting her back. He leaned with the bike into the kick stand and grinned as the engine roared to her and he pulled the throttle harder.

 

[Matreania]

Freya jumped at the loud sound outside. She looked out the window and was immediately afraid. She had forgotten about riding a bike, she wanted to forget completely about it. She was sure she would fall or make him fall by accident. She took a deep breath, going to the door and held onto the knob for a little while, before opening it and giving him a nervous smirk.

 

[Wolfprincess17]

He smirked back not nervous at all, he had been riding motorcycles since before he had his license. He pulled off his helmet and handed it to her. "Better safe then sorry." He chuckled.

 

[Matreania]

Freya took a deep breath and took it, not exactly sure how to put it on. "Can you help me?" she asked, hoping he wouldn't get annoyed that she didn't know how to do something so simple.

 

[Wolfprincess17]

"Of course beautiful." He chuckled and kicked his leg back over his bike. He walked over to her and took the helmet. He grinned and brushed the hair from her face gently before he slid the black and gun metal gray helmet on her head. He looked at her and gave her a thumbs up to see if he could close the face mask.

 

[Matreania]

Freya blushed when he called here beautiful, but stayed still watching him. She smirked as he gave her the thumbs up. She wasn't sure if he would hear her so she just nodded.

 

[Wolfprincess17]

He smiled and slid the face mask in place. He threw his leg back over the bike and leaned to undo the kickstand. He looked back at her. "All you have to do is hold on." He turned back around and kicked the bike to life. It roared and he pulled the throttle to warm it up a little.

 

[Matreania]

Freya was worried, not sure when to get on. She guessed that she would get on like he did, behind him, but was she supposed to get on now.

 

[Wolfprincess17]

He looked at her waiting for her to get on. He raised an eyebrow with a tiny chuckle. "You can get on now." He checked over the gauges real quick.

 

[Matreania]

Freya nodded since she still didn't know if he would be able to hear her. She swung her leg over the bike and was surprised the seat was comfortable. She was still nervous about the whole thing, but she took a deep breath and was glad she didn't have a purse.

 

[Wolfprincess17]

He pulled the throttle and pushed off as the bike accelerated. He balanced both her weight and his knowing she wouldn't be able to at first. He took the first turn slow leaning a little before pulling down on the throttle hard. It roared and tore across the concrete into traffic.