Your parents had just yelled at you from staying out late yesterday night and sent you to your room, grounded. You lay in bed in the dark, window locked and your parents had the key. After a bit you heard a motorbike coming closer and you knew who it was. You went downstairs and slipped out the dinning room window, making sure your parents didnt hear you. When you got outside you saw Marco smirking at you. He chucked you your helmet. "Sorry luv, couldn't bring your motorbike with me. Tiny's at the station."