"Michael! Give me back my necklace!" you shouted while trying to reach for the necklace in Michael's outstretched hand.
"Michael! Give Victoria back her necklace." your mother ordered Michael from the living room. Your brother sighed and handed the necklace back to you with a defeated expression.
"Okay you win this time Victoria but next time . . ." Michael spoke quite seriously while looking you dead in the eye. You both then burst into laughter. You and Michael were not only brother and sister but best friends and always had ridiculous fights just for the fun of it.
Okay a quick summary of your life so far. Your name is Victoria Emerson. You have light blue eyes, full red lips and dark brown hair. You have two brothers Michael and Sam and a recently divorced mother named Lucy. After your father left, your family went broke and you all had to go live with your taxidermist grandfather in Santa Carla, the murder capital of the world. So far you've only been there two days but are all unemployed. Tonight's the night you and your family go out and forever change your lives at the Santa Carla Board walk and Amusement Park.
"Hey Victoria can I hang out with you tonight at the board walk?" Sam pleaded "Otherwise I'll have to go with Michael or mum."
"Sorry Sam but Michael said I could ride his bike tonight and I'm not missing out on an opportunity like that."
"But . . ."
"Sorry Sam but you know how rare this is. I'll tell you what, I'll come and collect you while Michael's at the concert. Then I'll take you wherever you like on Michael's bike. Agreed?"
Sam's face lit up at the thought "Thanks sis!" He then proceeded to run up the stairs into his room, almost knocking Michael over on the way.
"What's his rush?"
"Oh his probably just finding something to wear for tonight."
"I'm not taking him to the concert with me!"
"Oh no don't worry I'm taking him for a ride on the bike. You can flirt and dance with as many girls as you please." You chuckled at the thought of Michael trying to flirt shamelessly with some poor unsuspecting girl.
"Really! Thanks Victoria!" Michael pulled you into a tight bear hug. "Your the best sister ever!" he let you go and gave you a huge smile then suddenly looked confused."Why aren't you coming to the concert? I thought you liked that sort of thing."
"Yeah but you know how much I like riding the bike and besides I already promised Sam."
"Oh ok. Hey just to say how grateful I am for this, I'll take care of Sam again after the concert." Michael said while resting his hand on your right shoulder.
"Thanks Michael. I'd really appreciate it."
"No problem sis."
His hand fell off your shoulder and he gave a smile before walking into the kitchen. You climbed up the stairs to your own bedroom and opened the old wooden door. Your room was probably the smallest and darkest room in the whole house since it only had one tiny window. It would probably be big enough to climb through but it was hidden behind a large tree which made it even harder for any light to pass through. The walls were made from hard wood as well as the floors. The medium sized dark red bed was in the corner near the one window and the closet was on the other side of the room as well as a body length mirror. You had decided to hang a few posters of your favourite bands on the walls and a few clothes were thrown randomly across the floor but otherwise the room was empty. There was one light bulb hanging from the roof that only just managed to light up the minuscule room once it flickered to life.
It only took two steps to reach your closet. You opened the door and started to look for something to wear for tonight. You slid on a pair of dark blue jeans and a red tank top. The pitch black leather jacket was next, it was long enough to reach down to your thighs and was perfect for motorcycle riding. You placed your thick leather boots on your feet and slipped on your favourite pair of black, leather riding gloves.
You looked awesome.
"Victoria! We're leaving are you ready?" your mother's voice shouted up at you.
"Ready!" you yelled as you raced down the stairs and out the door. You quickly jumped on the bike as your mother and two brothers walked out the door.
"Wow! That was quick!" your mother spoke in a surprised tone which made you laugh.
"Be careful Victoria." Michael was such a cliché` over-protective older brother.
"Ha! I'm a better rider than you!"
"Still . . . Be careful. I don't want you to get hurt."
You revved the engine a few times before smirking "Don't wait up Michael." You then sped down the road towards the Amusement Park. You loved the feel of the wind blowing through your long silky brown hair as you flew through the darkness, streetlights passing across your pale face. You had almost arrived at the entrance when the traffic lights stopped you. A group of boys also on motorbikes slowed to a halt beside you. You looked over at the gang to see all of them staring at you smirking or chuckling. The lead boy had a platinum blonde mullet and dazzling blue eyes. He was dressed in a long black jacket over the top of a light black leather jacket and black shirt, he wore black pants over boots and had the same black riding gloves as you. He had taste. He was also smirking at you and seemed to be looking over Michaels bike.
"I like your bike." he finally spoke. "My favourite colour."
A few of the other boys seemed to find this amusing. What's so funny about red?
"Thanks. I like your bike too." you replied smiling confidently.
You turned back to the lights just in time to see them turn green. You sped off in front of the boys down the road and turned off into the entrance to the Amusement Park. You smirked hearing the boy's bikes behind you. Maybe that wouldn't be the last you'd seen of them. You decided to just take in the sights and ride around for a while. You past many shops and carnival rides. Some shops sold clothes, others sold food, there were street shops and expensive stores. The carnival rides also varied from size, lights, speeds and danger. The music, lights and smell consumed your senses. It was overwhelming. Then you heard a loud booming voice and a saxophone coming from the beach.
"Oh crap! Sam!" you thought out loud and raced towards the music. You saw Sam and Michael standing at the edge of the board walk looking around impatiently.
"Victoria!" Sam shouted happily jumping up and down like five year old.
You stopped in front of Sam and Michael smirking at Sam's juvenile behaviour.
"Hey calm down! It's only a bike ride!" you laughed. Michael also seemed to find his attitude amusing but was to anxious to get inside the concert.
"Okay okay Michael we're leaving. C'mon Sam climb on." Sam obediently sat on the back of the motorcycle and held onto you for dear life. "Seeya Michael"
"Yeah seeya. I'll find you after the concert to pick up Sam." and with that he ran onto the beach and disappeared into the sea of people.
"Well let's go then." and you sped off along the board walk. Sam was almost suffocating you with his grip around you middle. "Don't be scared Sam I'm not going that fast. You don't need to squeeze the life out of me."
"I've never been on a motorcycle before! What if we fall or crash or something? We could die!"
You chuckled at how scared he was. He was never exactly the bravest person in the family, in-fact he was probably the biggest coward you had ever met but it still made you laugh. You rode along the board walk until you noticed a familiar figure standing outside of a video store. You pulled up beside the figure and the both of you climbed off the bike.