At the sudden jolt of movement, Blue gasped, her arms soon wrapping around Lex's waist as he hooked his fingers around her knee. It was lucky she'd done so, otherwise she was sure she would've fallen off when Marcus took the sharp left to get away from the house. The motion took her back to when she was still in school. She'd dated a guy who rode a motorbike, it was, of course, her cliche rebel stage where she did whatever she could to piss off her parents. But she always felt a rush when they were speeding through the street on that bike, and for the shortest moment she was 16 all over again.<br/><br/>But this was different. The movement of this speeder was a lot faster and she felt like she was being thrown around - it was lucky she didn't get motion sickness. Her fingers gripped at Lex's jacket as her eyes clamped shut, pressing her head against the back of her companion. She was too scared to open her eyes in case she saw a Realian, and her body tensed up as she thought about the feeling of a bullet in her back.