You and your friend Erin are bikers and one evening you were heading home but you only had one motorcycle with you, so you and Erin decided to play rock paper scissors to decide on who will drive and who will be the backpack.

Erin and you played, but you lost and she laughed.

"Let's go now princess. You'll have to be my backpack." She said sarcastically and got onto the motorcycle.

you got onto it behind her but refused to hold onto her. She smirked when she noticed it.

"Oh come on..hold onto me, you don't want to fall off the bike don't you?~"