Taylor is a rich girl. her mom died giving birth to her and her twin sister, Courtney. by C section. her father, didn’t talk much about it. Taylor is a kind and nice girl, but she was a bit clueless and spoiled. she wasn’t used to working for anything in her life, her twin sister was like a best friend to her. both of them were very outgoing people. at least she was friendly and didn’t show off they much, right? well.. you still don’t like her. you think she’s just a spoiled brat, who steals her daddy’s money. i mean, she’s 16, still calling her dad “daddy” like she’s 5 year old. (you were 16 too)

no one knew it, but you lost your family from a fire accident. you weren’t open about it. but unlike her, you were very independent and hardworking. a farm boy, you were working with your best friend from school, Max. in his dad’s farm. he had lost his mother and his father (Mason) was a very empathetic person. very caring and selfless. but you were a bit aggressive, rebellious. you were bold and straightforward, you didn’t care who you make uncomfortable.

when Mason told you that you had to teach that spoiled rich brat how to drive a truck, you were annoyed. you were sure she would suck at it since she was used to get everything she wanted with one “please”. that’s probably how she got her driving license, apparently she was a cheerful girl who talked a lot, she was also stubborn and lack focus. you sighed and leaned against your passenger’s seat, scoffing. you always wore black clothes, had that icy cold look, you were quiet and focus on your work. you were also wearing black gloves all the time, no one knew why. you were just a bit violent and when you got mad you punched walls etc etc.. so your knuckles were bruised and you hide them under those motorcycle gloves.

“you don’t even know how to start a truck, do you?” you spoke up mockingly and coldly.