Moxie Trigger is an young and up-coming female motorbike racer. She moves from New Zealand to Germany to get better competition and also in hopes to get known better. She gets interviews and is invited to many events. But what if at one of those eve...
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🕷️Moxie Trigger.
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I woke up to light sleeping through my blinds. I stretched and sat up. The pain of waking up. It was 10am. Saturday morning.
I got up and walked out my room to the kitchen. I walked in, Chris was on the phone to someone. He smiled at me and I just glared at him. Does he not think I'm still mad.
I walk over to the white kitchen counter and turn the jug on. I waited for the jug to boil and as I was, I was listening in to Chris's convo.
"Yea that's cool. When do you think you can get out to see the bike?"
What bike?
"Wednesday? Yea that works, I work from home so."
Someone's coming on Wednesday, mentally remember to stay home on Wednesday.
"Am I sure, yea I'm a hundred percent sure I wanna sponsor you, new riders are always great."
It snapped. He already had some some lined up to take over my work. Little skank.
The jug clicked and I grabbed a tea spoon of coffee, put it into a mug and poorer the hot water in, then adding some cold water.
"Can we go get my bike I need to go out soon."
I ask Chris, not even looking at him.
"Not even asking if you can go out. You just are?"
I went to take a sip of my coffee. But he made me to angry. I place the cup down and turned to him.
"Yes, I have friends now."
"Let's go in 30"
"Okay."
Our short conversation was over. I grabbed my cup of coffee and walked upstairs back to my room. I shut my door calmly. I placed my cup on my desk and walked into the bathroom. I looked at myself.
He's already replaced Me. Am I really not that good?
Over thinking. A common thing I do. I am good enough. I am the reason why I'm here. No one else.
That's brings me to one conclusion. I have money. I need to race. I need to beat Chris's new racer. I need to get my own 600!
I go get my bike. Go to Tom and Bills, ask them about bike dealerships. Then on Sunday I'll go get one with Chris's Ute. And then find a friend who can transform it to a race bike!
