Hi, I'm Calico Driver. My age is 14 years old. I live on the out skirts of a large city called Detroit. My home is on top of a tall cliff. I live with my older brother Miko. Our parents disappeared when I was about 3, so I've been stuck with Miko all these years.

I have a weakness for machines, when I was 12 I found my Mum's old gold wing motor bike and fixed it up so it was kid safe. Now I enjoy a little danger, I took off all of the safety gear and just ride it normally. Miko is always worried I'm gonna fall of and kill myself, but he shouldn't, I'm a reasonably good rider.

Now, here's the boring bit: school! I go to Detroit high school. Let's see, my favourite subjects are music, art. Science and I.T. My least are maths and English. GOD! WHAT A BORE!

Now my pals, there's Polly and Naomi, those two are my girly friends

Naomi is obsessed with her hair and make-up

Polly makes a fuss over what she wears. Me I just slap on what ever I feel like and make-up, who gives a crap.

I just made friends with a girl named Sari, she's really cool and funny.

Another friend is Elza, she's a violent tom boy kinda gal, but when you need help or feeling down, she's always there for yah.

Asia is a crazy but funny girl who loves to listen to music. I'm not sure what she has on that iPod of hers, but she really seems to like it.

My last friend is a girl called S4, she trained in Japan for a few years, she's mature and kind. Plus she's a laugh when it comes to torturing boys at school.

So, now that you've got the down load on my pals and personal life, I suppose I should tell yah a bit about the way I look. Well, my hair is dark chocolate brown and my eyes match. My usual hair do is my hair down with my fringe brushed into a thick strand which dangles by the side of my face. Wardrobe, nothing special: short sleeved top and tracky bottoms. I'm fat! Though my friends assure me I'm not. If you can't already tell I have a low self esteem.

Sooo, I guess onto the actual story then huh? Ok, let's start at my school! End of English lesson, Mrs. Wilks has just bored me to hell so I took a nap on my desk.

“Hey, Calico! Wake up! It's time for lunch” Sari shook me awake

“LUNCH!?! FOOD!?!” I say leaping out of my seat (yes...I like food) “YIPPEE!” I shout grabbing Sari's wrist and my pencil case before charging out of the devil's torture chamber to our home room.

Polly and the others were already sitting down and eating at our table, Sari and I leapt into our chairs, Elza and I began our usual pizza eating contest while the other watch and laugh when we reach the chilli peppers

“HOT HOT HOT!!!!” we scream swallowing the spicy veg. The others laugh like maniacs at our bright red faces.

“You guys eat like pigs” Naomi chuckled

“Smell like 'em too!” Polly teased, we pushed her out of her chair for revenge.

After about half an hour of eating it was time to go out side, I dreaded this part for one reason and one reason only: the boys! It was true, I had dark hair and pale skin so my body hairs show up more, including the ones above my top lip. Three boys tease me about this: Jamie, Josh, Charlie and Daniel.

“Don't worry, I don't see them” S4 assures me as we step out side and I hide behind her.

“Oh good” I sighed. I do wax my stupid hairs but my hair naturally grows fast, so 2 days after I've waxed: THEIR BACK AGAIN!!!

“HEY YETI!!!” the taunting voice of Josh Chapello hissed, that nick name pissed me off so bad!

“Trying to bail out on us only makes it worse for yourself” Jaime snickered as they stepped up behind us. A shiver rippled down my spine as I heard Daniel's foot hit the ground, he was very large and very strong, mixed together with his foul attitude towards people he's just a bully.

“Get lost slaggers!” Asia hissed

“Heh heh, and whose gonna make us?” Charlie smirked

“I WILL!” Elza growled stepping forward while cracking her knuckles. They backed away when they realised they were out numbered.

“You know...if you gave me time to run...” I began

“NO WAY! If you run they'll only chase after you and they can run a lot longer than you can so they'll then catch up and then they'll hurt you!” Sari exclaimed

“Ha ha! Please, I think we all know where she'd run too” Polly giggled

“Yup, the games closet!” Naomi laughed, it's true; I would have ran too the games cupboard, taken out a bat and shown those ass holes what the word pain means.

“Doesn't matter, they shouldn't be doing this anyways” Asia sighed leading the way to the play ground

“True, those idiots must leave you alone, you've got to tell the teacher” S4 pointed out to me

“What's the point? They never do anything about it and the sides, most of those asses hate me” I groaned

“And it's more fun torturing them with cricket bats and one handled skipping ropes” Elza smiled evilly and drumming her fingers together (Oh the joy of finding a skipping rope with one handle and using it as a whip) I smirked at my psychotic friend as her red eyes flared.

“OH SO TRUE!” we all laughed hugging her.

Ooooo

The day past quite quickly and before we knew it, it was time to go home. Polly, Naomi and Sari accompanied me to the bike shed and helped me get my gold wing out. The others all got picked up by people who I assumed were their family: Asia got into a strange white car with the an odd red symbol on the front, S4 got on the back of a police motor bike while hugging onto the back of the police man driving it, Elza got into a large fire truck and a small yellow car with black stripes was waiting for Sari.

“I still can't believe you or Miko haven't been arrested for letting you ride this screaming metal death trap” Polly frowned watching me kick up the bike stand

“It's all thanks to a friend of Miko's on the force, he's gave me permission to ride it, if the fuzz somehow get me to pull over, I just show the pigs this” I pulled out a piece of paper from the tight pocket in my biker gear: it was a permission slip

“All those different words for the police: the force, the fuzz, pigs” Naomi snorted with laughter at the last one

“Londoners” Sari shrugged “Cya guys” she smiled grabbing her bag and running to the yellow car.

We waved her good bye

“C'mon, let's get this monster on the rode” Polly sighed as we began pushing the dark blue bike to the rode.

“Thanks guys, hey Naomi, you waiting for Lorna?” I asked. Lorna was her little sister who was always late out of school

“Yeah, bummer huh?” she chuckled, we smiled at her, good thing she was patient

“I gotta go, Mum will kill me if I'm late for the summer concert” Polly called running off. We watched her leave then Naomi held up my bike while I put on my helmet

“Hey...you ever been to Asia or S4's house?” she asked quietly

“Nope, why?” I asked clipping a strap around my chin

“Oh...just wondering, Polly hasn't and neither have I, so...”

“So you were worried about whether those people are really their family” I finished for her with my purple helmet now in position

“Heh, yeah, silly right?” she blushed

“You worry to much” I smirked flipping my eye guard down “Cya”

“Bye, see you tomorrow Speedy” she smiled, she and my other friends called me that because of my need for speed. I gave her small salute before riding off. I couldn't look back but I knew she was watching me leave.

I sped around the corners of buildings at top speed, this was why no police could catch me very easily but wanted to: I break the speed limit but so much that they can't catch me. I never take the busy rout home, to many kids to run over there, the sides, it's longer and boring as hell with barely any turns.

“I'm home!” I called to Miko as I walked through the door. I kicked of my boots and slumped on the sofa while switching on the TV. “HEY MAYO BRAIN! YOU HOME?!?” I yelled out not hearing a: how was the ride home? I usually got from my mustard headed brother, yes my insults for him do not consist of swear words but condiments. “KETCHUP FACE!?! HELLO?” I shouted.

I heard a shuffling sound from the kitchen. Quietly, I crept up to the door. But then Miko's Alsation dog, Rave ran over and hid his head between my legs

“Oh, it's just you huh?” I chuckled petting his head, he whimpered and lay across my feet “What's wrong boy?” I asked worriedly, a spark of realisation zapped my thoughts “Rave...where's Miko?” I starred at him and he starred back. We did this for 2 minutes before he got up and walked to the patio door. He pressed his head against the glass and whimpered again.

Ever so slowly I made my way towards the dog, I opened the door carefully and tip toed out side.

“M-Miko?” I squeaked

“Greetings organic” a loud voice rumbled above my head, I looked up in shock to see a huge robot with antlers and one large red eye standing over me. I suddenly spotted something in his hand: MIKO! He was knocked out! “My name is Shockwave, your sibling and I were just...getting acquainted” he purred.

TO BE CONTINUED